“London Bridge is falling down, falling down…” the children sang as they spun around.
Far below, a couple of worker ants scurried along, eager to get out of the earthquake and into their tunnels.
They made it just inside when a small-giant’s foot came down with a boom, sealing them inside.
They ran deeper to report to the queen the cause of the disturbance, but the way was blocked in front of them.
“How did this happen?” one ant asked another that was pulling itself from the rubble.
“I don’t know; the queen was crushed to death!”
“My fair lady…”