Killer’s Delight
I am a murderer!
I now admit my guilt.
I enjoyed watching
Them die in agony.
It was fascinating
Setting the victims up
I was so careful, meticulous,
They did not realize.
No one suspects me, nor knows
I got such obscene pleasure.
No one would ever guess
That my gentle face hides such passion.
It was so simple!
I did not imagine
Anything quite so easy
Would cause their demise.
I observed them for weeks
Trying to formulate
A plan that would work
Causing their extermination.
The crime was so good
Even the best investigators
Could not find a clue.
It was environmentally friendly.
I only spread grits
On top of their red beds.
They ingested the food gratefully
And their small bodies bloated, exploded.
They fed their enthroned queen
And in a matter of a few days
I went out to take a look
An there were no fire ants.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
I hope that I got ya! Thanks for reading.
Grins,
Jo Ann
Chronicles 
Whew! …but then again, I\’ve been a cereal killer, knocking off a bowl of flakes each morning….
I was so surprised to find this poem again RH, I thought it was lost with some that are gone forever. Sounds like I might have had you there. A few people who really never cared for poetry have told me this is their favorite of what I have done because it is such a twister.Smiles,Jo Ann