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".
Copyright © Preston Hill | Year Posted 2012
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