Alien worms have burrowed into Jim's brain,
They control him with both pleasure and pain,
And, sometimes out of Jim's snout,
Some worms will pop out,
To scout for a new mind to train.
Thurmond's telescope made the news one day, When Thurmond saw spacecrafts heading our way, After networks broadcast his words, The spacecrafts turned out to be birds, There was a crow, a dove and blue jay.