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HERE IS A 17page excerpt of the book:

ANTS IN THE PLANTS AT GRAMPS

{First Edition}

Copyright pending 2012

Written by E.B. Wilkes Poet/Author of,

Adult and Juvenile Poetry as well as Interesting Teachable Storybooks for Children

All rights reserved.

No part of this book is to be, reproduced.

All text in any form resides with the Author and Publisher.

The contextual matter in this book cannot be stored in any database or any retrieval system without prior consent of the Author.

Title ID#: 3786559

ISBN: 13: 978-1470005146

{ANTS in the PLANTS at GRAMPS}

Every weekend we kids are able to go to our favorite place “Our Paternal Grandparents House.”

We stay with our Grandparents, from Fridays after school, through Sunday evening.

After Sunday dinner with our Grandparents, they take us back home to our parents.

When we get back home, it is time for our school-homework.

Our homework is always a piece of cake.

We would never want our homework to interfere with our weekends with our Grandparents.

We always have a bunch of fun times at our Grandma and Gramp’s house.

(ANTS in the PLANTS at GRAMPS)

One of our very best weekends with Grandma, and Gramps is when, Gramps showed us how to get rid of the Ants in his garden plants.

On this weekend, Gramp’s garden was overrun with Ants in his plants. But Gramps, and we kids set out to get rid of those Ants in Gramp’s garden plants – every single one; while Grandma looked on.

While in The Garden with Gramps

Checking On His Plants.

Gramps was the first to notice that his backyard garden “was overrun” by an invasion of thieving little Ants.

The thieving Ants – it seemed, were having a garden party feast, on every plant – from the biggest to the least.

Gramps said; I cannot believe these little thieves have the audacity to invade my garden – to do what they please.

I shall not put up with their dastardly deed.

It seemed as though Gramp’s blood was boiling, and getting ready to explode like a raging volcano.

For Gramps, this Ant invasion was a bitter pill to swallow.

Gramp’s garden was going to ruins – like a sinking ship.

Gramps tried to hold a stiff upper lip.

Nevertheless, Gramps just had to scream & shout from his gut what he felt.

And this is what he belted out – I have tended my garden day-in and day-out. So, I am not about to let these Ants have the runabout.

All was fine, until these “Thieving little plant eating Ants” stepped over the line.

How dare they try to rob me blind, especially, before harvest time!

Gramps had lost most of the first fruits of his labors to these plant eating menacing invaders. Gramps was rightfully annoyed over all that had been, destroyed.

Gramps said it was time to employ the necessary steps to get rid of these wretched thieving little creeps, starting with the strongest right straight down to the weak.

Gramps said – at least, when the grasshoppers drop in, they only stay for a short stay then hop and fly away.

And the bees are no bother, because they help pollinate to help make the vegetables, fruits, berries, and flowers come alive.

But these little buggers never leave.

They are like a big corporation, filled with corporate thieves. They bleed you with their greedy need for greed.

Gramps knew he had to do something to save his Plants

Gramps’ thought for sure, that if, he did not make a stance against the marauding army of chomping and chewing annoying Ants that his garden plants stood not a ghost of a chance.

Gramps was the kind of gramps that would find a way of destroying these little scamps that had no business messing with his garden plants.

These Ants were like squatters – interlopers of the worst kind, with “a one track little Ant mind”

Gramps said that Ants like these – they nibble away, all throughout the day – from morning time, to noontime, and on into the evening time, then on into the nighttime too.

They never quit.

Not even for playtime do they quit.

Playtime to the little thieving Ants is work time.

Work-time, to these “little sophisticated snatchers” having no sense of time – always, seems to be the right time to partake of a continuous free mealtime.

Seems, the thought of food is always on their little Ant minds.

They even march back-n-forth in line, like a scourge of vultures without a diet to curb.

They are never full.

They will never be satisfied, until they steal ever bit of the crop.

Gramps said; it is going to be curtain time, on this pack of little thieving slim.

Everywhere the slew of Plant Eaters went – they would chomp & chew, and chomp & chew without relent.

Chomp & chew, hours on end, is all them Plant- Eater-Ants did do.

Gramps had a few things up his sleeve to save the garden plants, under siege.

The only thing Gramps could do to put an end to the Ant’s shenanigans, was, “to bring out the right ammunition.”

So, Gramps finally decided it was time to take a stance.

Gramps said; these, vandalizing bunch of hooligans are going the get their comeuppance,very quickly before I end up left with not a thing.

 Gramps would show those annoying little Ants who really wears’ the pants.

So, at first – Gramps attempted a rain dance.

Gramps thought he could make the rain come down to drown every chomping & chewing rascal around.

Unfortunately, the rain did not come down.

Next, Gramps took out the garden hose hoping a good spraying of good ole H2o would dispose of these foes that have come in groves to eat everything in the garden that grows.

Gramps ended up being, a little carried away with the H2o. The plants were, now over-watered.

Some of the thieving Ants were floating upside-down in the puddles on top of the ground.

The majority waddled away, to safer ground.

This left Gramps with even more woes.

Gramps knew that the slew that scattered, would assuredly return, to carryout their butchery on his plants.

Gramps was not going to give up the ship to these marauding thieves just yet, because he knew what they wanted to do. Gramps said they'd grow fatter on stolen food from his plants while sharing the rest with the rest of the slew in the Ant colony underground.

Gramps knowing that the rain dance, and the good hosing, was wasted effort – he dreaded the moment the escape artists decided to come back around.

But when they did, Gramps would sure be ready to stand his ground.

Gramps waited, until the water seeped into the soil and evaporated into air, just to see if those thieving Ants did dare come back around.

Sure enough, just as Gramps suspected – the little buggers were right back on track to plunder his plants, just like he knew they would be.

But Gramps still had a few more tricks up his sleeve.

 Annoying little Ants, said Gramps.

They are back, but I am not wavering in my desire in whacking this little band of bandits that have benefited from my green thumb.

They shall not steal my bounty to leave me with nothing but crumbs.

Ants in the garden flowers

Ants in the berry patch

Ants everywhere

Ants even in the honeydews

Hours on end

Chomp & chew

Chomp & chew, is all they do.

But not this time around.

I know what I must do, said Gramps.

I am going to bring out my well-found “natural and safe homemade organic remedies.”

Gramps went on to say that, he already prepared some concoctions to rid the plant-eating enemies that cannot settle for a little, and, have too much gall to want it all.

Gramps told us… The concoctions are stored in his shed, but must now be unleashed on these plant destroying little creeps.

Poor Gramps, having to deal with all those Ants with the nerve to come right back to wreak havoc, up and down, and, in and out, of his plants.

Some of them little thieving Ants, were now, hanging out in regiments, marching two-by-two through rows of honeydews.

Some were carrying on their annoying little backs honeydew after honeydew – as they made tracks right past Gramps and even over his shoes, then rounding in a curve – The nerve – right past Gramps, even over Gramp’s Shoes.

~HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED THIS EXCERPT~