The lowly worm is still going round in my head. Maybe after after this episode it will fade away. Cross your fingers for me.
I can’t get the “worm” out of my head
Please don’t shoot me…
Sope Creek gurgles ore the rocks
The wild geese look a little shocked
Fat squirrels ate up all the scones
The lowly worm can do no wrong
Leaves hang limply in the pot
The question water them or not
Have all the wooly boogers gone
The lowly worm can do no wrong
The car sat still it would not start
I think it should be torn apart
Radio’s play country songs
The lowly worm can do no wrong
Big boys are in the army now
I think they all should wear a crown
President Bush should be long gone
The lowly worm can do no wrong
Where are all the fickle fish?
Do you know which is plate or dish?
That blue haired lady plays Mah Jong
The lowly worm can do no wrong
Her swimming suit is spicy orange
She holds her nose but does no harm
Sol’s power pitch can crack your dome
The lowly worm can do no wrong
The man rides in his little cart
You’d think that sometimes he would park
That girl should never wear a thong
The lowly worm can do no wrong
Barbells seem to come alive
I think good music will survive
Johnny Cash has come and gone
The lowly worm can do no wrong
That boy swims in Sope Creek pool
Stands on his head and is he cool
Works on cars and he is strong
The lowly worm can do no wrong
But now the words have all been said
I think they scrambled up my head
Instead I should have sung a song
The lowly worm can do no wrong
Cool one, It’s great imagination and with good flow keep posting 
I really like this poem… you should read some of mine
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