The Worm Got Hooked The spade dug sharply into the ground Crumbled on paper, loosely. There we were Huge punching fingers were upon us. Then we were back into the earth We were happy. Then one by one we were disappearing Huge fingers were upon me. I tried to resist. S-T-R-E-T-C-H I moved and turned pierced and pierced Then I was flying through the air Plop U went down and down Two eyes, then I'm gone. That was the most exciting day. -Nosmo King	Dead Lie   One day Spot died. His whole family wished him Good-Bye. Buried him in a hole they did Spot was gone and he was dead. News spread quick where he was hid Worms came in full force In the nostrils and out the ears Worms knew they had nothing to fear The corpse was theirs and in their turf Time for party a life of smut The small of death did give them life It was a high protein week. Worms weep? Sure. A worm knows nothing of guilt. A worm knows nothing of death. Did Spot?
The Worms Turns So then the worm did die. So he didn't work. So he didn't think. But he did die. No one came to see him off. He was already buried. Do you suppose that one day one day one of his friends will be Turning through the soil And find him? No? Strange life! -Nosmo King	Worms Don't The say the night crawler is the biggest. Biggest of 'em all they say. But who are they who knows Who knows worms like worms do. Who doesn't care like worms, Like worms don't care, like worms. Worms swivel and worms slime But there is no one who decides. Because there's no worms that think. Thank god for the no think worms. So many things think so much! So it's good that some things don't There are two sides to a wall But only one side to a worm.
The Early Bird The sun rose heating the Earth Popping out of a tree, it was he He was the Bird, and it was early He soared, he dived, he landed Hopping and bright and alert Pecking at any chance Checking out the right places. By the tree under the fence By the garden in the mulch He had no luck. No food. He was an early bird. He was a pretty bird. But worms are late sleepers.   -Nosmo King	Tonight Hope I didn't know whether it was night or day I was on my squirming through life Oh, it was perfect oh, it was fun The feeling of earth, the feeling glorious I didn't know where I was nor did I care I felt something strange, able. Quested onward, soft and good It was real and true another We meet head on face to face Didn't even say Hi, slithering Bodies in line passing, then gone I didn't think, I can't think. If worms were real if if if Forget it, we were only worms Worms passing in the night.
Glow Worm Worms are all over. They'll be there when When it's all over Radioactive fall out. Life bales out. Pretty little glow worm Glow pretty worm. The world is your's now. The world was yours. Then is now. And now is when? You can't leave I did! -Nosmo King	Neet World I can see Life in the fast lane Worm in the slow lane Squirm with me and live with Life Dig the Dirt in a worm's life See the ground, live the worms plight There's no struggle there's no fight There Life is just right. Who ever heard someone asking Asking a worm for spare change. Worms don't even pay rent Worms don't get phone calls Worms don't care wow wee. Ain't that neet!