Please don’t confuse me with my cousin “Slug”,
and never, no never dare.....to call me a bug!
I’m a SNAIL, and proud to show off my shell,
and if you don’t like it, you can go to Hell! !
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Funny poem. I would like to have a conversation with a snail. I'm sure I would learn a thing or two.
I'm sure I just had a funny conversation with a snail. No wait...it was another of Bri's awesome poems tricking me again. But now, how can I continue with my favourite hobby of stomping on snails in the dark when it rains. Perhaps I'll set up a retirement home for them instead...
Our snails would get along if they met because they both chide us human for as I put it in my poem A FRIENDLY GIANT... CARELESS OF HIS FOOTSTEPS.Our poems took an opposite path to the same destination: in mine only the human speaks, and in yours only the snail, but in both a degree of mutual respect is achieved. Hurray for small victories!
I've never been too fond of snails. Although like Eugene below, I actually ate one once. Wasn't too crazy about that one either. Your poem was cute and gave me a new perspective on the life of a snail.: -)
Well, I just dis-forgot that I, too, worked for the USPS - during college X-mas vacations - the Night Shift at the main NYC post office! And I LIKE snails - especially as made in Burgundy - Escargots à la bourguignonne - and also Escargots à la bordelaise - Bordeaux style! You should try them!
lovely still smiling...........you write wonderfully...keep writing.
I'll have to look for poems on slugs and bugs next.