The worrier worries about all
He worries about the autumn fall
He worries about the inevitable call
Also the next one who will rule
He worries about his bank balance
And if he is ever gallant
Or if his life has any semblance
Even if he’s asked to dance
The worrier worries about all
He worries about the autumn fall
He worries about the inevitable call
Also the next one who will rule
He worries about the food he eats
And about his raggedy seats
Worries also about his funny feet
Also if he can afford a treat
The worrier worries about all
He worries about the autumn fall
He worries about the inevitable call
Also the next one who will rule
He also worries to leave the house
The outside world he worries about
He worries if someone does shout
He worries because he is a mouse
The worrier worries about all
He worries about the autumn fall
He worries about the inevitable call
Also the next one who will rule
But who worries for him he thinks
He doubts anyone he blinks
He worries for friends who drink
Family to who do so sink
But the worrier worries about all things
And all the chaos it does bring
For him there’s no angel that so sings
The worried worrier would worry what that brings
Caliburnus Rises 