The Worm

This was definitely a 1999 poem. I was beginning to experiment with repeating verses to create impact and it tied in with the fact I hate worms!!!

The Worm:

Here lies an unusual creature -
Obviously not of this world.
It crawls its way in and out
Of the earth, trying to find some
Short cut rather than the solution.

This creature is slimey, dirty and
Underhand - slithering into people's
Minds, not caring about anything
In its way. It seems to be mindless -
All pink body and no face.

Whatever one does to stop it,
It always fails - even when halved
It still keeps multiplying - continuing
With its needless job. Will it never learn
That it is not well liked here?

But the worst thing about this creature
Is not so much its nature, or
Its dirty, slimey appearance.
No, the fact is - it's the constant attempt
To be young, when its skin is old!

Here lies an unusual creature -
Obviously not of this world.
It crawls its way in and out
Of the earth, trying to find some
Short cut rather than the solution.