The Wooly Worm
One day while I was crossing the street
Who, but whom did I meet
The wooliest wooly worm ever so sweet
There we did each other greet
As I said to him out loud
"Wooly! Don't you see the crowd?
All these cars and folks do scurry
Because they are in such a hurry
And if, I don't quickly, scoop you up
You will surely, run out of luck
You will not see the other end
Where you wish to greet your friend
And that would be so sad ...I'd cry...
Because you just might be a magnificent butterfly!"
By: Christine Ann Saunoris '08