Worms

Nobody loves me, everybody hates me
I’m going down the garden to dig worms.
Long thin slimy ones, short fat furry ones.
Gooey, gooey, gooey, gooey worms.
Now the long thin slimy ones slip down easily
The short fat furry ones stick-ck-ck
And when the short fat furry ones stick between your teeth
That’s when the juice goes slurp, slurp, slurp.

Yell

Boomalacka, boomalacka, bow, wow, wow
Chingalacka, chingalacka, chow, chow, chow
Boomalacka, chingalacka, who are we
BROWNIES - can’t you see.