Improvisation on a Theme by Joseph

I saw a worm blow a hole through the roof.

I saw a worm question a stork.

My feet on the grass were wet.
My feet on the grass were dry.

I saw a root grab an ankle.

I saw Henry eating pie.

My feet on the grass were wet.
My feet on the grass were dry.

The ankle was mine.

The pie was mine.

The roof was not mine.

I saw something else, off in the snow and fog.

I'll never tell.

My feet on the grass were wet.
My feet on the grass were dry.