Earth Worms and DVDs
Two things I do not seem to see
These days
Though like the night you know they’re
Out there somewhere moving
Playing
Re-running the same old pattern
This mineral in that garden
In one end and out the other
You wouldn’t think it had a mother
Earth worms and the film trade
So much garbage regurgitated
Swallowed up remade
Repackaged the resold for re-use
They are the ultimate composters
Recycling what others abuse
Pre-womble dawn, before Nature
Grew a big ‘N’ in the national conscience
Earthworms were living it large
Nobody bothered them down on the farm
Nobody said oh look how good
I want a new one I’ll write a new book
In two years it will be turned into a film
And somebody will be unwrapping the cling film
Then loading it back into the Dvd player
Like their sandwiches they consume
While they act out the worm slayer
And dig in the garden of forgotten stories
And dredge up some rot
From the compost tub of past glories
Left over food beginning to mould
Pass it over here its one that hasn’t been
told
Give it to the worms I know they’ll eat it
Any old crap used tins of sardines
A packet of biscuits
Just leave it out and the birds will have it
Well no actually! We’re not all worms
We have feelings when we’re trodden on
We squirm
Don’t throw us your never ending supply of
sap
Else you might find these Earthworms
Decide to fight back
You might find your beds infested with snails
Which we have corralled
With our elegant telescopic tails
You may find your bath tubs filled up with pond
weed
Your Pumpkin seed bread already gone to seed
But worst of all when you’re relaxing at
night
You’ll find yourself strapped to your
armchair unable to fight
And the one diet you’ll know
Yet you’ll know it ain’t right
Will be to watch your own DVDs
On a loop repeat like in flight
This is what you’ve given us
This diet of earth worms
Learn to read a new book why don’t you
So that your script words
Are not food for worms
The spit of birds
Who desert you
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