A tiny army invades my space
Shiny black antennae frame each face
Surprisingly disorderly compared to their peers
They wander in circles like they’ve had too many beers

Ignoring the toxic bait
They attack one another
And make me wait
Wondering , where’s their queen mother

Dodging tiny enemies with girlish squeals
I hop from tile to tile
Trying to avoid their guts on my heels
And hold down the bile