I am sorry, Mr. Worm
you are so very busy.
Eating and making wormholes
takes quite a lot of energy.
I am delicious, you would agree?
The brightest apple of the tree.
When I was young,
I didn't notice you much.
We weren't much friends then.
You pass by quickly, Mr. Worm
you even fly sometimes.
Now I am a wrinkly core,
I wave at you everyday
with a smile for an old friend.
Thank you, Mr. Worm
I would like to rest now.
I would be happy to be buried
under the shade
of my apple tree.
