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In a world where everything is so tall, sometimes my problems seems quite small.
There’s nothing more delicious than the fresh crunch of a green leaf.
Sticks and stones can’t break my bones but worms scare me.
It’s not the destination, but how much grass I have to crawl over to get there.
Curiosity didn’t kill the cat because it’s still stalking me.
Humans have Mount Everest. Dogs have a dirt pile. I have a tree stump.
A foot is the inchworm version of a marathon.
Whenever you’ve got hot dog breath on your back or a fishing hook looming in your future, just take it inch by inch. You’ll be fine.
It’s every inchworm’s dream to be two inches tall–then, we could rule the Worms.
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