A Wriggle In Time

There once were a couple of worms 
Who perished; their very last squirms 
Such a long time ago -
46,000 years, so you’ll know -
Which a study by science confirms.

They were trapped in a permanent frost 
And would likely be forever lost 
But some gophers around
Dug them up from the ground
And before they were heedlessly tossed

A sharp scientist said, “Thaw them out!”
And, despite some reactions of doubt,
Into water they went
And ‘twas soon evident
They were wriggling slowly about.

Does this prove if we’re buried in ice
We can come back to life and live twice?
I’m not sure that applies
To our human-type size
And for me, once around will suffice.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Krutsinger Avatar
August 16, 2023 at 10:49 PM
You have reminded me how dancy-prancy limericks are, an I adore this one!
Edmonds  Avatar
August 6, 2023 at 10:40 AM
Once a life is enough, unless one’s born to the upper crust. Enjoyed “A Wriggle in Time” rhyme… Belle
Slaughter Avatar
August 6, 2023 at 9:45 AM
Oh, for me, too, Ilene. Makes me tired just thinking about a second-go-round...But I must admit that I rather enjoy those silly movies where this sort of thing happens...to worms and other such critters, I mean, of course...
Brotherton Avatar
August 6, 2023 at 9:26 AM
Such a humorous tale my friend. Yet again you have brought a giggle to me. Agreed, once around is quite enough. Have a great day my friend.
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