The Fair

Written By Barney Smith

By Marilyn Neulieb

Courtesy Photo

The Fair

I came across a little ant. 

I saw it at the fair.  

It crept around the picnic treats. 

I laid and watched and stared. 

Then out-of-the-blue, it suddenly turned. It spied my juicy pear. 

I blinked a blink and winked a wink. 

 It shook its head, I swear. 

I made a face and growled a growl 

To scare it here and there. 

It blinked right back and made a face. Then skedaddled from the fair.

Marilyn Neulieb lives in the North Country and has homesteaded for 40 years. She is an award-winning writer of the North Country Writing Contest. Her accolades include her current poetry column in the weekly Thousand Island Sun plus numerous works accepted by Green Mountain Trading Post, Mother Earth News, Ideals, Alternative Living, Home Power and Fourth Coast Entertainment. Marilyn is co-founder of Bottom Line Writers. She taught biology in high school and collage. She hones her writing while hiking the woodland trails.

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