The ice worm is a tiny critter;
He lives up north where cold is bitter:
The little fella sleeps and eats
On cakes of ice and glacial sheets.
All summer he has snow to bask in—
Like every native born Alaskan.
In winter, though, he makes his dormer
Inside the glacier—where it's "warmer".
We like to joke that he'd do great
Right here in western New York State.
But truth be known, he's happier
Up north—where even "warm" is brrr.