Mum, mum,
Look at what I've found,
It's icky and it's squishy,
And it makes a funny sound.
Mum! MUM!
It's starting to squirm,
Look! It's on my arm,
I think that it's a worm.
Wow mum,
What a funny day!
I'm glad that the wriggly thing
Wriggled far away!
Night mum,
I'm drifting off to sleep,
Into dreams of knights, dragons
And Castles with their keeps.
A contest entry
- Poems needed!! by Meet Your Meat.
321 points, ended July 18, 8 entries
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