O Mr wriggly-wiggly Worm,
Where did you come from?You look so lithe and slimy.
Don't you have a tummy?You make small burrows in my garden.
To me won't you beg your pardon?How so small and tiny you are!
For a single work you take many hours!Should I tell you a secret of mine?
Promise me revealing it you won't do a crime.Actually I am lazier than you!
You work for hours and I do just for two!You look funny, have I told a joke?
Why are you coiling, won't it choke?Mr Worm, you look like ate nothing.
Hurry up to home, your wife would have made something!What's your menu, would you tell me please?
I think you eat stuff like mud and leaves.But why are you stealing behind the rocks?
Is that your way or you don't wanna talk?In order to talk I should turn to your side.
You are so small but you mean your pride!Tell me Mr Worm, do you have any children?
One? Two? Or you have of them a dozen?I think you feed them on the guava leaves.
You know the tree is mine but I don't want any fees!Ok! I think it's late enough,
You go to your dear family.
Eat well Mr Worm and be fat,
And feed your children with glee!
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Longing In Silence
PoetryWords come to my mind often and I try to give them life. So these are some of my poetries, each one inspired by my daily life incidents and happenings. Read. Vote if you like. Comment what you felt. Just a beginner there, need your help. Winner of...