What would you do if I pured a worm in my mouth?

Here’s a matching poem*

[center]Worm Puree



Worm puree, oh hooray!
You're the dish that makes my day.
Sing a merry roundelay.
Worm puree, hooray!


Worm puree, I must say,
you're divine in every way.
Hot or cold, fresh or old,
I'm your devotee.


Worms with rice, oh so nice,
every forkful, every slice.
When I chew bits of you,
I'm in paradise.


Worms with cheese, mashed with peas,
you are guaranteed to please.
Every bite is delight,
and slides down with ease.


Worm puree, pink and gray,
you're a heavenly entree.
Just one spoon makes me swoon,
worm puree, hooray! [/center]





*not my poem