When from school, my Johnny comes
He has a bag full of slimy worms
I don’t know much, I must presume
He keeps them all up in his room
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There’s nothing much that I can say
It’s just a hobby to pass his day
Developed suddenly around a month ago
When I threatened to cut his favourite show
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He plays with them all sorts of games
He’s even given them trendy names
Like Rux and Tazz and Weepy Dan
And Phubber and Bubber and Creepy Man
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I must admit I’m afraid of worms
Or any creature that twists and squirms
I simply cannot stand the view
I find them gross and ugly too
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Thank God my Johnny isn’t aware
That his worms put me through a scare
Only my personal journals know
Which I lost around a month ago
Great names. So Shel Silverstein’esque it’s scary.
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Thanks for this one, I enjoyed it so.
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Welcome
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I loved that. great work!
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So good! XD
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Wagging dragon’s unsung tongue. Wagon drags the deaf son dumb.
Worms might often turn, it’s true; be-devil is no father’s due.
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