Sally the Slow Worm

In this little rhyme I would like to confirm I have personally seen in action Sally slow worm Doesn't move fast as she goes about her day No other worm like creatures get in her way Sally leaves her hole at a little after eight Will be visiting her friend if she can wait She munches some grass for extra power Hasn't gone very far I'm afraid this hour Sally arrives at her friend's hole at dead on four Will be staying the night but I'm not really sure Sally the slow worm is pleased with the journey made So be careful dear gardener where you put that spade