Head Worm

It makes me squirm for now this tune’s a Worm inside my head.

Like a superbug germ’s unsatiated desire to be fed.

My mind is kidnapped and I’m fast within its grasp.

Worm calls to me “You must agree and harmonize.”

Soon every song resolves into that wriggly asp mass.

Perhaps the cure is similar to that of the hiccups.

Through a frown I drink a glass of water upside down.

I now have the hic-hic-hickety-ups in sync to the tune of the Worm.

I try everything I can think of to dispatch that boring wriggler.

So now it’s off to see the ‘Dic-Dic-Dickety-Doc’ about my Worm. 

Doc says “Open wide and say aah!”

I open up and say “aah-aah-aahity-aah.”

He checks out my mouth and throat and exclaims,

“The problem is not bacterial – it’s gone viral!”

I am given a prescription and asked to return in a few days.

A few days later at Doc’s office…

Doc says “Open wide and say aah-aah-aahity-aah.” 

I open up and say “It has gone viral - Aah’s out of here and so am I!

Good luck with that Doc - See aah later!”

© David Girard 20/08/17