Life's Not Easy Being a Worm

Life’s not easy being a worm


I’ve got no eyes, so I cannot see

When birds are trying to capture me.

I’ve got no ears, so I cannot hear

When enemies are coming near,

I cannot smell, ‘cos I’ve got no nose,

So how do I manage do you suppose?

Well, I can feel vibrations and that helps a bit

But life ain’t easy – be sure of it.

I can’t stand the sunshine, I don’t like the light,

I have to come out and eat at night.

It ain’t much fun ‘cos I have to stay

In my damp, dark burrow every day.

But I have to come out if the rain pours down

‘Cos it fills up me burrow and then I might drown.

I’m a defenceless creature I have to say,

I ain’t got no legs so I can’t run away

From birds and moles and children’s feet,

And I’m sure to get squashed if I go on the street.

When faced with trouble I’ve no teeth to bite,

No sting to use and no fists to fight,

So I have to stay low down under the ground,

But even that’s not safe when the gardener’s around,

I get tossed by a fork and splattered with water,

Then me tail gets chopped off and I’m three inches shorter,

No wonder I wriggle and slither and squirm,

‘Cos life ain’t easy being a worm.