Philip the Inchworm
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One of a book of poems I wrote for my grandson Oliver. This features Philip, a cuddly inchworm.
Philip is an inchworm, he has neither legs nor feet,
He also has no arms or hands like others on his street.
Phil can't do cartwheels, jump or clap, and rugby's not his forte,
But he's colored like a rainbow, so, who cares if he's not sporty?
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