This gave me an idea. I toppled several hollow trees filled with honey, 
dragged them back to the Kingdom of the Cockroaches, split them open, and made 
sticky honey trails leading down toward the ocean. The cockroaches followed the 
trails down to the water's edge, where the waves broke over their heads and 
drowned them. For three days I kept watch over the beach as the number of 
cockroaches dwindled, and finally on the third day the King of the Roaches 
emerged from his throne room to see where everyone
had gone. I coaxed him onto a leaf and carried him back north across the river 
and into the Kingdom of the Ants, much to the amazement of the Queen.