The Early Bird et al.

The early bird gets the worm,
But the tardy worm lives another day.
And through his wormhole, he will squirm,
Trying to convince others to see his way.

He begs and he pleads,
On his little worm hands and little worm knees,
Hoping that the others his reason heeds,
So the future will be full of little worm babies.

But, still, the early worms go to eat their dirt,
And do those other things that early worms do,
And get eaten in one fell hurt
As the early bird gets his pick of the early worm zoo.

There is one thing, though, the early bird misses
When he wakes up early to get nice and fat,
And that's that the early bird remisses
That the early bird's eaten by the late-to-bed cat.