Secure from observation
A Bookworm made his home
And pursued his occupation
In a dry and dusty tome,
Made by some wise old sages
That lesser minds might learn.
The Bookworm turned the pages
(For even a worm will turn).
He said, 'What prosy leaders! And, judging by its look,
This book has bored its readers,
Now I will bore the book.'

Idle Idyls (1900)