Worms Are The Christ Of Small Children
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Worms are the Christ
of small children,
who love to pull
fat, wriggling things
from dark earth.
They walk about
with the creature
in an outstretched palm.
'He likes me! ' one child
marvels with wide eyes.
Petting the worm,
they don't notice
it's moving less and less,
Or they leave it
in the 'worm-box'
without soil,
carrying the box
around by the handle,
explaining the worm's inertness:
'He must be taking a nap.'
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