Friday, July 18, 2008

An oeey gooey poem

The worms go in, the worms go out.
They crawl in your stomach,
And out through your mouth.
Your teeth decay, your body turns gray.
And that's the end of the wonderful day.

3 comments:

Harold Au said...

I laughed loudly while I was reading this one.

Harold

Ricky Lam said...

Then we should keep checking the food that we are going to put into our mouths! So many wormmmmms, especially in summer!

Ricky

hester said...

When I read your poem, I thought about the Science class I took when I was in University. I took a parasites class whre the teacher showed us pictures of BIG, squirmy worms that were found in people! Very gross!