Preston Hill Poet Rhyme

The Worm Doth Squirm

The Worm Doth Squirm
                                                   by Preston Hill


The worm doth squirm as it burrows through the berm on its way to find a germ that it could squash.

But the germ began to turn upon the berm burrowing worm and found the worm to be quite warm and truly posh.

So the worm spit out the germ upon the wormy burrowed berm and then turned to get away once and for all.

And the germ called to the worm "You can flee this burrowed berm but you're going to see me once again this fall".

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Skat A June 22, 2016 at 10:45 PM PRESTON, nicely penned. Enjoyed reading your awesome words today. ~SKAT~

Kathryn Collins April 5, 2012 at 7:37 AM Preston, you are a word magician. This is such fun to read. Kathy Preston Hill June 1, 2012 at 8:42 AM I meant to reply sooner but life happened. Thank you and I'm glad you enjoyed this goofey little poem. :^) There may be a sequel to this with a twist at the end.