In the digital realm, where the worm doth play, A simple game of chase, to pass the day. A winding creature, slithering with grace, Through pixelated worlds, in cyberspace.
As arrow keys command its swift pursuit, It seeks the crimson prize, forbidden fruit. Each morsel grasped, the worm doth grow in size, A cautionary tale, that warns and belies.
Yet in the watery depths, where shadows dwell, There lives another creature, long and svelte. The eel, a serpentine aquatic being, Its sinuous form, through murky waters, fleeing.
With scales that glimmer, lit by moonlit glow, It weaves its path, through kelp forests below. A kinship shared, betwixt the worm and eel, Their winding lives, both twisted and surreal.
From digital domain to ocean's deep, These cousins dance, their winding paths to keep. An ode to life's variety and scope, A testament to nature's boundless hope.