Glint

Scrooge has nothing on the toiling ants,

whose tireless pursuits are aimed at

the simple desperate art of surviving,

rather than droves of gold, they march

determinedly up to the jar of honey,

frantic and clawing each to earn their

piece, each tiny pincer set holding aloft

a golden nugget of sweet sugar to their queen.

“A penny saved is a penny earned.”

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