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adventure, death, funny, nature,
Not too much to see,
Has lots'a friends and family,
Or so I hear
Hopefully won't find out TOO soon
However, there is no fear....
Hey, waiter!!! Bring me another beer!!!
Hurry, the Worm is getting near!!
The early worm dies a hard death
It shouldn’t have come out then
Might’ve lived if it hadn’t
The pain it incurred -
Too great to really survive
death, hope, life, prayer,
What matter 'elections'
when man's end is the worm
When his hope is the maggot
matters not how he squirms
So much angst, so much stress
Yet at the end of the day
You're sealed in a box
'Twas better to've prayed
In dark rock-cleft with guano splats,
There dangle many thousand bats.
A lowly worm evolves therein
And in bat flesh begins thriving.
Now man arrives for bats to eat,
For hungry poor, some tasty meat.
And so our worm transfers to man,
Thus species barrier now it span.
For little worm this is good news,
As further afield then it moves.
Now clever worm it gets a ride
When in long-haul man it does hide
To depart from the Orient
And widely spread in Occident,
Then many folk start feeling ill,
As lowly worm begins to kill.
Perhaps a lesson man now learn.
Don’t underestimate that worm,
for sometimes it will disappear
to change its guise and reappear.