A Poem for my Goddess
By My Little Worm Cliff — Featuring: Bug Crush
On a warm day in springtime
After the night rains had gone
A man lay on his tummy
Watching earthworms on the lawn
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He marveled as they struggled
To cross the sidewalk wide
And their perilous journey
to reach the other side.
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Along came a woman
A goddess of a girl
Her heels clicking sharply
Her feet a deadly whirl.
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The man’s breath in tension bated
As he watched her drawing near
He felt powerless to move
He lay there frozen in his fear
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For a long and wriggling earthworm
Lay directly in her way
Lay there upon the sidewalk
Helpless to escape
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Would she see it and avoid it?
Would she spare its little life?
His heart hoped so
Prayed that she’d be nice.
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For she was a beauty of a lady
From her head down to her hips
An angel like his mommie
With pretty hair and lipstick on her lips.
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In a moment came her answer
A word said without a sound
Down came her lovely sole
Pressing the worm into the ground
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As a woman’s weight destroyed it
Its body jerked in spasm
The man’s heart sunk
into a deep, dark chasm.
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He watched in wonder as she twisted
As with savage intent she cavorted
And beneath her cruel beauty
The worm into pulp converted.
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Now the man surged forward
And though tears glistened on his cheeks
His shattered heart was knit now
By allegiance to her needs
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While she watched in mere amusement
He knelt before her feet:
“You’ve soiled your shoes upon a wormie,”
He said, and wiped them with the fabric of his sleeve
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Then he laid a kiss upon them
Of most love – the knave —
Of the shoe and girl who wore them
Nature man now Woman’s slave
