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THE INCH-WORM and THE GARTER-SNAKE
THE INCH-WORM and THE GARTER-SNAKE
George S. Chappell
IT was a little Inch-Worm
And the gentle creature spake:
"Ah, would that I, before I die
Might grow to be a snake,
My span of life is none too big,
Yet might I equal him,
My length which now goes round a twig,
Might clasp some lovely limb."
IT was an ancient garter-snake,
Decrepit and infirm,
In bitter tone, I heard him moan
"Why am I not a worm?
The sight of me makes people ill
And lovely ladies flinch;
But worms may wander where they will,
And do so, inch by inch."
