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An Aardvark and an Ant walk up to a bar. The bouncer immediately stops them.

He addresses the Ant, saying “Dogs aren’t allowed in here.”

The Ant replies, “My friend is an Aardvark, not a dog.”

A bit perplexed the bouncer says to the Aardvark, “Now that I have a closer look at you I can see you aren’t a dog. Your snout is too long. But tell me, why are you going around with an Ant?”

The Aardvark replies, “He goes everywhere with me. He’s my serv-ant.”

The bouncer quips, “I find that hard to believe; what’s that make me?”

“Ignor-ant” chime the Aardvark and Ant in unison. 

I went to visit Sunbank, just the other night.

Going to see my assets, my account of saved daylight.

The teller, she informed me, “You have a zero amount.”

The daylight I was saving was not in my account.

“This is a great dilemma, what a terrible plight!

Then said the teller, “Open a new account to get a free flashlight.”

Considering a choice, the man stood fanding.

Frustration and impatience, expanding.

Can you not choose?

Do the facts you confuse?

Oh, no I have a ‘clear’ misunderstanding. 

I decided to change the world, making improvements of every kind.

I made a plan, I worked real hard, per the schedule I was way behind.

As time went on, nothing changed, things were as they were before.

I racked my brains, I queried A.I., there was nothing I could do more.

Then I realized there was one matter, not included in the plan.

Many things I can’t influence, but this one I certainly can.

So, I adjusted my aspirations, as my lofty goals began to unwind.

Instead of changing the world, I think I’ll change my mind.

Click on the link below:

https://etherealscupper.org/all-about-ants/

Sometimes I like to sit and sip, on a drink that’s long and cool.

Whether at the beach, or in the park or sitting around a pool.

Sometimes I like to sit and think, I while away the hours,

Experiencing incredible visions, fruit of creative powers.

Most times I just like to sit, not a thought to cloud my mind.

I wait to meet the mighty One by whom I’ve been designed.

As I sit, I am satisfied, not hearing, not smelling, not seeing.

Void of senses, without stimulation, just a human being.

Then He comes, I know it not, undisturbed is my quiet mind.

Though He’s gone, His presence remains in the peace He’s left behind.

Legends abound with creatures that exist, but we never see.

There are Cyclops, Ogres, Leprechauns and Banshee.

Mermaids, Werewolves, Bigfoot and Gnomes.

The Loch Ness Monster, Goblins and colorful Unicorns.

Of this I am curious and it drives me to inquire,

Has anyone seen a Whatchamacallit or a Transylvanian Vampire?

These days, it seems parents are seldom naming boys Lance.

That’s certainly the case at a preliminary, first glance.

I decided to research history’s pages.

Going back in time to the Middle Ages.

That era appears to be the sweet spot.

In those times boys were named Lancelot.

There once was a Moose from Decatur. 

Won local recognition as a figure skater. 

With a national title under his belt, 

Destined for Olympic Gold, many felt. 

Practiced quad-jumps in an elevator.