Wormy is my life and heart
The taste of soft marshmellow
Makes me want to go to the start
When I got wormy the day I was born
The smell of lavenders and roses on a sunny day
Wormy sounds like birds singing in a way
When I’m with wormy I feel like flying
Wormy is my little humming bird because he is beautiful
And sings most lovely in my ear
Of all the songs I love to hear
Wormy’s like a long tree trunk of brown
With holes on the top and string coming down
Although I still love him from top to bottom
He does not have very much cotton