DOOM:

A rather insensitive eulogy to threatened worms everywhere



Overcast Friday, wake up worms!

It might rain & kill your squirms –

this day might end with puddle-seas

soggy grass and harried trees;

for you little guys down in the dirt

all that water could really hurt

as for me, I'm feeling fine

the week has crossed the finish line;

papers done, classes out

IT'S FRIDAY NOW, just hear me shout!