A Strange Request

                                                                      A STRANGE REQUEST

I was walking down the garden path

When I heard a little voice

Obviously I stopped and looked around

I felt I had no choice

But I couldn't see where it came from

Or from whom it might have come

But I was determined to find it's source

It really did sound glum

So I looked at nearby houses

But all the windows they were bare

I scanned all the tree tops

But there was nobody there

Then the voice spoke again

A tiny squeaky sound

It made me bend my neck

And look down at the ground

And there right before me

Was a wriggly little worm

He was looking all upset

As on his belly he did squirm

"You couldn't be a darling

As I've got a little itch

But I cannot seem to reach it

No matter how I twitch

I haven't got any arms

Nothing that I can use to help me scratch

But I'm sure if you would help me

This itch would meet it's match"

So on my knees I did get

Till I was on my belly

I gave his back a little rub

He felt like a string of jelly

He sighed once, then sighed again

And a smile began to appear

I'd never seen a grinning worm

It really did look queer

"Further up, now lower down

That's it you've found the spot"

After about a minute

I knew the itch I'd got

Thanks a lot said the tiny worm

"You've really saved the day

I don't mean to be so rude

But I really must be on my way"

I got back up and watched him leave

Not sure of  what I'd just done

But I was sure he was now a happy worm

Off to have some fun