Wriggle

I’m not string, I’m not spaghetti And I’m certainly no yeti With a bit more evolution Could have been a John Paul Getty But I love to make you squirm Cos I’m just a wriggly worm Yes I’m smaller than a human But far bigger than a germ Children often giggle when they watch me wiggle wiggle It’s actually a wriggle But I wouldn’t want to niggle But when I slither slither They run off hither thither For sometimes its just fun but sometimes fear that I deliver I was living in the park In my tunnel nice and dark From the sound of those vibrations Kids up top had quite a lark Well I should have stayed down deep But I came up for a peep Then I caught a rapid movement And got captured by a creep So he dropped me in a tin My wife and kids already in So I swelled up nice and thick Cos my wife and kids were thin So when he had a look It was I - the worm he took And now I’m slowly drowning While I wriggle on his hook But then I see a chance And I take a second glance I can’t believe I see Some wartime ordinance So I jiggled and I shook And I wriggled off the hook It was in a former life That I’d read a wartime book And so my plan well made I hooked up the hand grenade And said a quick Hail Mary At the ticking sound it made Sometimes it’s a win win My family’s safe inside a tin As I give the line a tug And he reels his tackle in