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Hello little worm, up on that branch, with a rubber band
Tyring to fly? I hope you have a soft place to land
What are you thinking as you shoot past me?
That maybe you can be a bee?
Foolish little worm, you play is in the dirt.
Ohh, that crash had to hurt!
You can never be a Bee you see, You have no wings.
No stinger, or even legs, no other things
You can not fly, i don't think you even have eyes
What now do you do, little worm
You seem to not yet have learned
Bees make honey, and fly through the sky
Your job is to be used as bait, eaten and die
Tyring to fly? I hope you have a soft place to land
What are you thinking as you shoot past me?
That maybe you can be a bee?
Foolish little worm, you play is in the dirt.
Ohh, that crash had to hurt!
You can never be a Bee you see, You have no wings.
No stinger, or even legs, no other things
You can not fly, i don't think you even have eyes
What now do you do, little worm
You seem to not yet have learned
Bees make honey, and fly through the sky
Your job is to be used as bait, eaten and die
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Man, I gotta get out of this crappy mood. Starting to sound like one of those sappy poets
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OOOO...Its APPOSED to be funny...Okay...I thought you might be five or something...I thought you were some super genious little dude 
It is funny, but also kinda sad...Poor worms...I won't ever squash another one again.
It is funny, but also kinda sad...Poor worms...I won't ever squash another one again.