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Prompt ▼ March march march march By the left and by the right March march march march O'er the horizon, out of sight Tramp tramp tramp tramp From north and south, east and west Tramp tramp tramp tramp Ants streaming out of every nest The ants are coming, the ants are coming With bugles blaring and martial drumming They bided their time, it's here at last And now they're going to kick some ass Pound pound pound pound Tiny footsteps, perfect time Pound pound pound pound Soldier ants, fire ants, all in line Stomp stomp stomp stomp Red ones, black ones, by the score Stomp stomp stomp stomp Christ Almighty, here come some more The ants are coming, the ants are coming With bugles blaring and martial drumming They bided their time, it's here at last And now they're going to kick some ass Whirr whirr whirr whirr Look above with growing dread Whirr whirr whirr whirr Flying ant squadrons overhead Splash splash splash splash As you stare, a slack-jawed goon Splash splash splash splash They cross the river on pontoons The ants are coming, the ants are coming With bugles blaring and martial drumming They bided their time, it's here at last And now they're going to kick some ass The ants are coming, the ants are coming With bugles blaring and martial drumming With total aplomb1, they're here en masse And now they're going to kick MY ass! Form: ad-hoc improvisation Lines: 40 Footnotes |