Wiggly Worms
Wiggly Worms
They took out both tonsils and each adenoid
And now another sore throat I cannot avoid
There is nothing with left to collect the germs
Which once were dangling and wiggling worms.
Stopped complaining and conclusion came to
Very sharp object is someone's point of view
Once was lost and then looked all over town
Until finally soon it had been narrowed down.
Chuckle, chuckle, laugh, laugh and then smile
Does seem to be my great and glorious style
And to accept British Isle's beauty did refuse
We both did decide to go on a destined cruise.
Then that was when I soon started to see
All the others were laughing along with me
When I started wanting to take a shower
Never could find one in the London Tower.
Was freezing outside and we grabbed our coat
And soon started back in our beautiful boat
We both looked back at beautiful British Isles
No wonder we were wearing so many smiles.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
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