The worm, said to the fish,
‘I really, really wish
that this hook
wasn’t stuck up my bottom.’
.
The fish said to the worm,
‘It must make you squirm;
by the way that you look
you could be mistook
for a worm who has … worms!
Have you got ‘em?’
.
‘No.’ said the worm,
‘And, another thing I wish,
is that you didn’t pop me on your dish,
as it won’t do
either of us a favour or two.’
.
The fish could see
the point of the words
that the worm spoke to warn;
and if it hadn’t have been so hungry
wouldn’t have treated them with scorn.
.
The worm and the fish
we’re both caught in a trap;
fed the same old line,
and never let off the hook –
always predestined to endure a final mishap.
Graeme Sandford 