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The Worm
Dawn: – I sperm
on grass, ground.
Stem to stern
bound I’m found.
Vile erme worm
underground,
silent squirm
‘neath firm mound.
Slimy derm
rings me round,
while I turn
earth, - no sound.
But I churn
while men fiddle, -
‘tis the kern
of my riddle...
poem
by
Jonathan Robin
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