Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Who don't care if

I read my book. The ant comes back. I flick the ant down back into under my bed.

I read the first chapter. The ant comes crawling out again. I put my book down. I pick up a card. I use the card to sweep the ant. The ant goes back into the bed. I pick up my book.

I read the second chapter. The ant appears once more. I put my book down. I pick up my wallet. I swipe my wallet on the ground. The ant goes back into the bed. I pick up my book.

I read the third chapter. But the ant doesn't come back. The ant takes a detour. The ant is a clever one. I smile at its slyness, and flicked it back under the bed. I pick up my book and read it.