Worming
Walking on a rain-drenched street,
Right against the sidewalk berms,
Glancing down beside our feet
We spotted many slimy worms.
A few were flattened, squished and still
But some were slowly squirming.
What a treat that fills the bill
With grandkids, to go worming!
I would highly recommend,
When it's damp and cloudy,
Taking time so you can spend
Some minutes to say howdy
To those weird and wiggly guys
That slither out from under,
Filling us (in every size)
With just a little wonder.
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