SALLY THE SLOW WORM

In this little rhyme I would like to confirm 
I have personally seen in action Sally slow worm
Doesn't move fast as she goes about her day
No other worm like creatures get in her way 

Sally leaves her hole at a little after eight 
Will be visiting her friend if she can wait 
She munches some grass for extra power
Hasn't gone very far I'm afraid this hour 

Sally arrives at her friend's hole at dead on four
Will be staying the night but I'm not really sure
Sally the slow worm is pleased with the journey made
So be careful dear gardener where you put that spade