The earth it was damp with the dew of the dawn, and sweet-scented air spread over the lawn. A handsome young worm popped out from the ground. Squeezing up from his hole, he gazed all around.
Just then as he
stared at the sun in the sky
another little worm popped up quite nearby.
Said the first with a squiggle, “You’re a trim
little worm.
Why not wriggle out here and we’ll go for a
squirm.
“If you’d only agree to a brief rendezvous
I would love to surrender my heart just for you.
I would build you a home and I’d treat you with
care
and happy we’d be as the birds in the air.”
Then the trim little worm gave a shake of its
head
as it sadly replied, “I would love to be wed,
But I fear we can’t marry though I know you’d be
true,
for you see, Mr Worm, I’m the other end of you!”