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Worm's Eye View

Tune: Home on the Range

Sent in by G E Hedrick (

Oh, come see my home, 
Where I live all alone, 
Munching onions and spinach all day. 
Now, you might think a worm, 
Doesn't deserve his own turn, 
But without me the gardner would play. 

Home, home in the squash, 
Where I live and I sleep and I eat. 
The gardner might try 
To blow me sky high, 
But I'll hide safely inside a beet.