pink ring worm
This is a children's poem for a change. Please indulge me. I wrote it while I was working as a postman.
Tom interrupted a marbles match
To tell his mates the news
It was a proper tense one too
For a beaut and some big-eye blues
“You best come quick” he breathless said
Interrupting Billy’s turn
“The whole estate’s infested with
The dreaded Pink Ring Worm!”
They left the marbles in the gutter
To investigate his claim
And sure enough he pointed out
Worm sign down the lane
On paths and steps and driveways
Their stomachs began to churn
“My dad said, I’m sure, there is no cure
For the dreaded Pink Ring Worm.”
They went to Billy’s aunties
For a drink of pop and a biscuit
And sprayed their shoes with dettox
They didn’t want to risk it.
And then they hunted and located
Several more spreaders of germs
The path by the pillar box was crawling with
Abominable Pink Ring Worm!
They waited for the Postman
A “Biohazard” sign on the gate
And shouted out a warning
But they were nano seconds too late
They retreated to the doorway
Somebody sound the alarm!
The bundle of letters he held in his hand
Was being eaten by Pink Ring Worm.
“We need to do something drastic
Before someone dies or gets ill.
If you get infected with worm flu
They can’t just give you a pill.”
So they made a big sign on cardboard
And stood it where all the cars turned
“Rode Closed. No Axes. Die-
Danger of Pink Ring Worm.”
They wrote a letter to Parliament
“Dear Prime Minister Mr Brown
We’ve got a fatal epidemic
The Royal Mail has spread through our town
Please send some soldiers in chemical suits
With flame throwers, tanks and napalm
And hurry up, they’re breeding,
The dreaded Pink Ring Worm.”
The only solution was quarantine
So they decided to kidnap the Postman
They would ambush him when he emptied the box
And lock him in his van
He saw them hiding and threw them some worms
Saying “Make a catapult, you little creeps”
And Tom said “They’re not worms, they’re rubber bands.
Who wants to play marbles for keeps?”