antagony

an ant afloat  
aloft a leaf  
sucked by the oceanpull  
clung to his boat  
for sweet relief  
his racing heart fear-full  

with twirls and turns  
and somersaults  
the vessel stayed its course  
while fixed astern  
true to a fault  
ant faith was none the worse  
 
his legs held fast  
with all their might  
although insane the tide  
no slight bomb blast  
nor day nor night  
could pluck him, for the pride  
 
of captain ant  
put to the test  
would keep him safe and sound  
till triumphant  
o’er leaf arrest  
his feet kissed solid ground  
 
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