Glow Worm
Glow Worm
There’s a Glow Worm,
sitting on my steak and ale pie.
How she happened to get there,
I’ll never know why.
Let me set her down gently,
just beside my lap.
Eat my steak pie,
while the Glow Worm takes a nap
Copyright © Kevin Shaw | Year Posted 2017
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