AMERICAN MARINES EARTHWORM CORPS MARCHING SONG!!!
I have no ears, I have no eyes,
I like things wet, but I hate things dry.
See me burrow, see me squirm,
I'm a twisting, turning, wiggling worm.
And there's something I've done since birth,
Chomped and chewed my way through earth.
I'm not bad, there are beasts much meaner,
But I am Nature's vacuum cleaner.
You know I'm wobbling through the ground,
But you can't hear me make a sound.
See me as I strain and toil,
As me and my brothers churn through your soil.