Worm
Wiggle flop, wiggle flop
Rat a tat, rat a tat
The falling rain goes pitter pat
I’m not a rabbit, I can’t go hop
All I can do is wiggle flop
Wiggle and squirm
I’m only a worm, wiggle squirm
I tried to be fish and say blub blub
But I almost became a fish’s grub
I tried to be a horse and prance
But I couldn’t dance or neigh
I almost got eaten like horse’s hay
So wiggle flop and wiggle squirm
I can only flop because I am a worm
I’ll stay in these puddles and watch the rain come down
I’ll dig in the dirt and stay golden brown
Copyright © Sarah Walker | Year Posted 2024
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