Tuesday, 30 June 2015

Hi all.
Internet's still standing up even though it should be down. This is a little poem that is a tad gruesome but you probably see it everyday if you have a bird feeder.

The mealworm is a tasty worm,
For every bird, It's head will turn.
They peck it till it's good as dead,
And pulp it up, And smash it's head,
Then feed their chicks and go to bed.
For it's a tasty worm.

I also have other gruesome things in my book for science fair like mealworm cookie recipes from the internet. Though i'm not allowed to put the recipe in. All for now! School holidays for me next week too!

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