Not keen on slugs,
fortunately the chicken loves them...snails are different.
They make me smile.
I love snail poetry.
Shall I share some with you?
glad you said yes.
I had a pet, it was a snail,
it must have dried up,
because I can't find it's trail! (McCuen 2008)
Swift swallows swish by
snail inches up a green sprout
pond fish swims about (Romeo Naces 2007)
Consider the humble, brown snail
he's only a head and a tail.
No fingers or toes
Yet there it goes!
Just follow it's shiny, bright trail (R.Imwalle 2015)
And my favourite ...
I'm told by my snail that he will not get dressed today.
He says that he's not feeling well.
It's not that he won't wear a coat or a vest;
he won't even put on his shell.
He's still in his bed as he lets out a yawn.
I tell him I think it's okay
to wait til tomorrow to put his shell on
since he's feeling a sluggish today.... (Kenn Nesbitt 2011)