A Snail Hot Opportunity
A Snail is a Snail
But how can you tell
Some say he has whisker's
I say that he has a tail
Fore where ever he goes'
He always' leave a trail
With no arms or legs'
He slither's in jell
And he take's of his time
To my sheer delight
Fore I do now know
That their will be
Dinner tonight
GF
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