On a seemingly normal day of science class, a group of unsuspecting students was asked to write poetry. There was much protesting from the students, but alas they hung their heads and began to write.
One student by the name of Amber wrote a poem about the process of worm counting and how to correctly set it up, while another by the name of Sydney wrote about the different layers of soil, as yet another, with the name Emma, wrote about worms invading the environment, and last, but certainly not least, a student named Mohammad wrote about nightcrawlers (ew!). And this is how they went.
by Amber Klaus
The mixture of mustard powder
Mixed together in a big jug
To sink down
Into the soil where the worms lay
And still live
Serves as a mace on the surface
Of the worm
As the potion percolates down
The worms panic
Quickly, the worms rush up to the air
by Sydney Baker
“O” layer: organic material
“A” layer: topmost minerals
“E” layer: a gradient of colors
“B” layer: dissolved minerals leaching down
“C” layer: weathered parent material
“Parent” layer: glacial till
“Bedrock” layer: bottom.
The Perfect Ecosystem
by Emma Chinchak
A perfect ecosystem
Filled with plenty of nutrients
Where the leaf litter decomposes
And the bacteria and fungi live happily
A perfect ecosystem is now in the line of disaster
Little pink, gray, and brown worms are on their way
They will slowly creep in at about five meters a year
And take their places all over the forest floor
A perfect ecosystem is now being corrupted
The Anecic, Endogeic, and Epigeic worms have now arrived
They’ve been eating the important fungi
And are keeping the duff layer from decomposing as quickly
Once a perfect ecosystem,
Now has a change in life
The diversity has shifted
All because the worms invasion
by Mohammad Aggour
You are not from here.
All you bring is fear to a well stable ecosystem.
Destroying many important features:
Eat valuable Bacteria and Fungi
Ruin nutrients that is essential for trees.
Climbing up and down a burrow.
You live 2 meters underground
You Epigeic Species.
Not Native nor Helpful.
You came from Europe thinking you are tough
Now do us a favor and go