Spare a Thought for Wriggly Worms

SPARE A THOUGHT

 

Spare a thought for wriggly worms

Round your garden creeping.

Remember, friend, that when you dig,

You leave worm widows weeping.

 

They are friendly little things.

They do not sting or bite you.

In fact, indeed, I cannot think

Of any harm they might do.

 

But they do a lot of good,

If you leave them to it.

They will dig your plot for you,

As they tunnel through it.

 

But do you give them half a chance?

Indeed, I see you do not.

You gardening enthusiasts

Are, indeed, a cruel lot.

 

You wield your spades with energy;

You chop and lacerate them.

You do not seem to care a whit

To what woes you fate them.

 

Please spare a thought for wriggly worms

Through the soft soil snaking;

Think a while, before you smile,

Of the happy homes your breaking.