GERMY-SQUIRMY LITTLE WORM

Germy-Squirmy Little Worm The most clever – yet so firm Plotting more scheme is what you yearn Schemes, snares, you're going for the fiery burn Ruining good apples with your germs! O Germy-Squirmy Little Worm Gleefully striving not having yet learned! Whimsically strict and forever stern Infesting people with your dirty germs! What wage – in the end – might you earn? When having wasted your time transmitting your germs Capturing innocent souls under vile terms? O Germy-Squirmy Little Worm I watch you there among the ferns Shrivel and curl and horizontally squirm With a loaded conscience full of your own toxic germs Filling up to the top your internalized urn! What might be your horrid fate As of this very day or as of late? O Germy-Squirmy Little Worm What else do you believe you merit or deserve: A beautiful eternity on reserve Or the painful sores of an infinite burn? O Germy-Squirmy Little Worm I wish you not any harm of fiery burns But,, I compel to leave you a warn: Drop your schemes even those unborn! Germy-Squirmy Little Worms , Ruining good apples with their toxic terms , Often place themselves as fishline baits They often do not slumber…but stay up late Scheming and plotting Of more apples for rotting! Only to find that the early bird Gets the worm Gulped back down to the earth’s center core Having pinched themselves by their own opened door! Once heaven is lost – challenging it is to return Count your losses – O Little Germy-Squirmy Little Worm - If you return with illusive ideas to scheme to Heaven’s gates Without walking the narrow road Without your germy dirty overload! O Germy-Squirmy Little Worm Stop the squirming and the roaming Be still and remain silent Return at once to your private dorm…