The bad ones bite.
For a friend who was bitten by a greedy swan.
”The ant has made himself illustrious
Through constant industry industrious.
Would you be calm and placid
If you were full of formic acid.”
I have to write some music to accompany this. It might be my favourite assignment of the year (Ogden Nash has written so many brilliant, short, witty poems).
The picture on the right is a pencil sketch I did a few years ago; ants (and other insects) are good fun to draw.
Anyway, Happy New Year to you all and hello to any fellow Open University students!