Oh Slug!
Whose moist supple body
insinuated itself through a slender gap
secretively slipping on a mucusoid path
furtively
Oh Slug!
No welcome moonlight
revealed your rasping radular
ravaging my hopeful harvest
of cucumbers
Oh Slug!
I will relocate you, expose you
on this crevassed concrete
for some tightly feathered
blackbird's snack
Ugh!! Sorry about the slugs!! That's one reason I don't DO gardening. LOL.
ReplyDeleteewwwww at the slugs.
ReplyDeleteLol at the poem!
ReplyDeleteI hate slugs they always nibble (I accidentally typed nipple at first, that would be quite the sight..no?) at my plants.
ReplyDeleteLove the poem!
hee, hee... love it!
ReplyDeleteLOL
ReplyDeletegreat poem! :)
(sorry about the slugs though.)
amy
Oh, brilliant!
ReplyDeleteLOL, LOL!
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