There used to be this worm. One of those once upon a time types.
Lets call him Olo, since that sounds like a plausible worm name.

Olo wanted to write. Olo wanted to be funny.
He, however, never could write his name at the end.

As he woke up one morning, he decided to write about himself.
'A third-person view.' he thought, 'That's what it'd be'.

And then he wrote. It started of quite well. But then, as he continued, he felt something missing. The writing didn't seem to hold you. It was, much as he hated to admit it, boring.
And so he stopped.