Around A Month Ago

~ Frank Solanki

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

…

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

…

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

…

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

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Published by Frank Solanki

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10 thoughts on “Around A Month Ago”

  6. 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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