A Lost Snail Love
Why my Snail left
I soon forget the
Reason why,
All that I know is
He left such an empty
Plate,
Such an empty trace
Which I did not even
Want to try and erase
Fore he was a Snail
Like no other,
He was a friend,
My brother and
A meal like no other
And other thing's that
I wish not to divulge
At this time,
But anyway.
All I know is
If he come's back
He will be mind this time
I will have him over
Along with a sweet, sweet wine
And the Tatar Sauce
Ummmmmm.......
Then and only then
Will he ever be mind
Surfice to say,
That he will never
Have to stand in line
Again
GF
Copyright © Gary Fields | Year Posted 2011
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