The minuscule worm munched and munched away with vigour. In particular he chewed with relish on the oldest hand made paper. His favourite was a two thousand year old bible. Its ancient pages were bound with gummed hide, that was soon turned to dust. Then he started nibbling happily away at Genesis, disjointed words and phases, they all pleased him. Deuteronomy gave him stomach ache, but he nibbled on. Joshua and Job, they all succumbed. The worlds oldest bible turned to dust, as generation after generation of insects munched quite happily. High in the remote mountains of Ethiopia.