Worm Family Robinson

Wendell the worm, The poor willy worm. Was trod on by children, Now watch Wendell squirm. Wendell the worm, The trod on poor worm. Wiggled his way to a hole, In he squirmed. Sally the sparrow, Saw Wendell the worm. From high in a tree, She saw Wendell squirm. Quickly she swooped, And pecked with her beak. A worm for a bird's, A delectable treat. But Wendell was clever, And deeper he squirmed. But Sally the sparrow, Would not lose that worm. She put up a fight, She dug hard and fast. She caught poor wee Wendell, While his children all gasped. They looked on in horror, As Sally killed dad. Their grief turned to anger, These worms were now mad. Jimmy shot out, He sprung from that hole. Dead on his target, Up her nostril. Then Sally did sneeze, But Jimmy just slid. He'd kill this damn bird, If 'twas the last thing he did. The knife from his pocket, He quickly removed. Into her brain, Is where he now squirmed. He plunged the knife deep, And felt the bird fall. Then out through her nose, Lil' Jimmy did crawl. A hug from his mother, A handshake from Chad. He loved his big brother, But he wanted his dad. Poor Wendell the worm, Had worked his whole life. He brought up a family, With Martha, his wife. Now Wendell's gone, And Martha's a wreck. She's gone back to drinking...... Since Wendell's in Heck.Don't ask... I don't know.... Written March 17th, 2002 © on Mar 17 2002 12:23 PM PST   0 • 14