M R W O R M
By Josie Whitehead
Mr Worm lives his life deep underneath the ground;
He’s smooth and he’s slippery and he doesn’t make a sound.
He’s a friendly little fellow who enjoys a quiet life.
He doesn’t want a family and he doesn’t want a wife.
If you’re digging in your garden then you could disturb his rest,
And you’ll see him on the surface looking very sadly stressed
For he knows someone is watching from high up in the tree.
It’s the blackbird or the robin and they like a worm for tea.
So make a hole and put him back and cover him with soil
And let him dig his tunnels and perform his other toil.
He’ll chew the leaves and other things that lie upon the ground
And Mr Worm can quietly live his life without one little sound.
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*Published in 2010