Bob Winkle and His Wonderful Wooly worms

Once there lived two little woolly worms on Bob Winkle's farm, way out in the high country. Willi and Wally were brothers and lived in the shade of an old tree stump beside the New River. They loved to wake up each morning and crawl around the farm. One day Willi told Wally that he was the fastest woolly worm in the world and could climb a blade of grass faster than him.
Wally knew his brother Willi was strong but he said that he was the fastest woolly worm on the farm. So they raced up a tall blade of grass, and sure enough Willi was the first one to the top!

"Whew," Said Wally, "you are fast, Willi!" "Thanks, let's have a race up that rope in the barn?", said Willi. They raced all day, up and down fence posts and workbenches and broomsticks and rakes until at last they were tired and crawled off to sleep near a patch of nearly ripe tomatoes.
Early the next morning Willi challenged Wally to a race all the way up a tall tomato plant. Wally almost won, but Willi dived for a huge, fat tomato on the top most branch and bounced the last seven inches and made it to the top first.
Wally, gasping for air, cried out, "Wow, what a race! I didn't know woolly worms could jump like that!"

Farmer Bob, out feeding the hens, saw the two worms and lightly picked them from the top leaves of his favorite tomato plant. "Oh, you're just little woolly worms and you're not eating my plants, so I'll let you go," he said to Willi and Wally. He laid them down onto the ground near his corn crop and wondered about the strange woolly worms.
Hmmmm, he thought, I'll watch them for a while before dinner. So all the rest of the day, Bob winkle saw Willi and Wally race up and down his corn stalks and porch rails and even the telephone pole, although they had to rest half way up.
Wally finally beat Willi and sat happily at the top of the pole among the phone lines. "Good race Wally, you’re not too slow yourself!", said Willi, "I guess I'm better in the short races."
As they climbed down the pole, Bob Winkle, who had been
watching their last few races, picked them up carefully and carried them to his back workroom in the barn. Then he told them his plan.

He knew that they loved to climb, racing fast, so he wanted to give them a home in his barn. Plenty of food and ropes to climb and later they would race against the other farmer's for fun.

So Willi and Wally lived happily with Bob Winkle on his farm. They won many races and they had lots of children and even their wives were racing with the others once and a while.
Their children loved to climb as much as their parents Wally and Willi, and soon were winning races, too.
They all lived happily ever after, racing and climbing each day as the sun rose on the Winkle farm, all the other animals rooting their favorites on.

The end or just another beginning.