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Worm Poetry from MOFGA - 2006/05/05 07:55
I Love the Verms and The Verms Love Me
By Wendy Karush
I've got to admit; so I write to admit; it's worms. I'm addicted to the worms. Yes! Worms!
My worms; your worms; earth's worms.
In fact, I was vermiscularularly smitten the delightful day my dear departed dad directed me to worms.
Since then I think; I thank; I thunk; WORMS.
I dream; I dreamt; I drumt; worms.
I feed; good food; to brood; worms.
I write; I wrote; I visit at night; worms.
I hymn; I hum; I someday will become; worms.
To worms I am a server of lunch right from the pail: vermicelli, carrot tops, apple cores, scrap kale.
I commit some vermicide as I Troy-Bilt down the rows. But I do it as quickly as possible... the plant and weed on tippy toes!
Worms's color is vermillion; got no bones; no teeth; no sight.
But oh romantically vermigrady those warm and moonlit nights!
So Cool Wendy! 
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