The Crankier Story Never Been Shorter

They Be Ants

If you buy from them
What they stole from me when
A wife prepared to be
Steal only your own
Worst consequentiality

For in me known
Is every and any long grown
Of all death’s facts and figures sown
And by me alone
In my own death known
Will your death be
That I’ll take my own kindly
For to end of the theft you bought from
None need remind me

But as for them
Those who refuse to believe
In any sort of stability
Those without real sensibility
They who are them
Please do join me
In congratulating to remind
Them of what they be
Is plants and birds
Perhaps they trick the word
While the dance of the Ant
And termite their fright
Will they demand of me
Whenever holding my wife key
Thus let them trick me
And in unsettled marriage
Birds will I make of them be
Those nasty mites
Who stole from a flower faery

Yet whose cover story
Be I
And who covers me over
That the cover upon all of
Be how the Ants are defining
Of sanity and insanity
Since Ant definitions upon
The insanity of ages their’s was
Has the worst of all set ups within
That the police fall to doing because

Of the case they are proving
By all their efforts to disprove of
Be the case that whether you win or you lose of
Will prove the real story’s stream serves
Only nobody’s you’ll know of

Who whoever it is
The one wonderful wiz
At defining what reality is
That one who the criminals prefer
To imagine their own nazi type fur
And suck up to the police’s preferred
While police prevent the court’s evidence at law
By stroking the hell holes of politicians before
There ever began reason to fan
The style of whose will ran the man
Might the real evidence we need
Be constantly in feed
By the fact of the court case at all

The truth so covered over
Nobody not true to themselves could discover
That the fear we had to stow was
Nothing you’d know but because
She whose marriage will steel
All our minds to the figuring of what’s real
And the story of time forever thus seal
Might be nobody you know of
The best yet undercover from
Why police attention was
Upon no decoy in me
Yet thus proven the story has she
For to learn and to be
A good mind for the stream
Of transmitting the dream
Need never have been
Lacking intelligence seen
Just willing believe
Let the story flow into its team
Since proven already
By the worthy being lacking in evidence
Is her real worth in the worst of every consequence
Upon all who activate the court case
That the marriage we’ve been
Expected in dreams
And its failure forever
Taken upon my own weather
That she who needed its gather
Thus thankfully now already has married

Therefore those who did
What the real story is
Whether to disprove of
What they fancied not choosing to have
Or wether just because
They like the idea of what it once was
Seem in eternity’s bill
To have rather distilled
Their own thrill
Into condensing the accident
That they did to the moon
Into their own song becoming
The Ant and the Termite’s tune

That is unless
There is someone who’ll save the birds yet

Be what this poem does get
She whose marriage predestined so
Might as well always have known