John McCutcheon
Hey Little Ant
Hey Little Ant, down in that crack
Can you hear me? Can you talk back?
See my shoe? Can you see that?
Oh now it's gonna squish you flat
(gasp)! Please oh please do not squish me
Spare my life and let me be
I'm on my way home with a crumb of pie
Please don't squish me, don't make me die
Oh anyone knows that an ant can't feel
You're so tiny you don't seem real
I'm so big and you're so small
I don't think it'll hurt at all
Yeah - well you are a giant and giants can't
Know how it feels to be an ant
Come down close and you will see
That you are quite a lot like me
Are you crazy? Me? Like you?
Why I've got a home and a family too
You're just a speck that runs around
No one'll care if my foot comes down
Oh big friend you are so wrong
My nest mates need me because I am strong
I dig our nest, feed baby ants too
I must not die beneath your shoe
Yeah well my mother says that ants are rude
They carry off our picnic food
They steal our chips and our bread crumbs too
Who cares if I kill a crook like you?
Hey I'm not a crook, kid, read my lips
Sometimes ants need crumbs and chips
Why, one of your chips feeds my whole town
You must not let your foot come down
Yeah, but all my friends squish ants each day
Squishing ants is a game we play
They're looking at us, they're listening too
They all say - I should squish you!
Well I can see you're big and strong
Decide for yourself what's right and wrong
But if you were me and I were you
What would you want me to do?
Should the ant get squished? Should the ant go free?
It's up to the kid, not up to me
So we'll leave that kid with the raised up shoe
What do you think that kid should do?