"The worms they crept in"

[Patti J. Kurtz]

laurence.horn at YALE.EDU wrote:

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>The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
>The worms play pinochle on your snout
>Your guts they turn a slimy green
>And then they come out like whipping cream
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I remember:

The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
the ants play pinochle on your snout
your stomach turns a sickly green
and pus pours out like shaving cream.

Patti Kurtz

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>>At 03:22 PM 9/16/04, you wrote:
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>>>The line quoted below is the first line of a poem I remember from my very
>>>youthful days, recited by me and my classmates with the thought that we
>>>were saying something very daring.  I don't recall my age, but it would
>>>have been in probably 3rd or 4th grade, probably not when we were
>>>more mature.
>>>
>>>Faction, lifting up his snaky head,* contemns, in that Commonwealth, it is
>>>apprehended, all reason, and defies all law.
>>>        *"The worms they crept in and the worms they crept out."
>>>        American Citizen, January 26, 1809, p. 2, col. 2  The footnote is
>>>as in the original.
>>>        The American Citizen was a NYC newspaper, virulently political.
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>>>
>>>George A. Thompson
>>>Author of A Documentary History of "The African
>>>Theatre", Northwestern Univ. Pr., 1998.
>>>
>>>

--

Freeman - And what drives you on, fighting the monster?



Straker - I don't know, something inside me I guess.



Freeman - It's called dedication.



Straker - Pig-headedness would be nearer.