Daily Daft Ditties 3 - Slug Meditations

Once, shell-less snails filled me with terror. That childish outlook was my error. Now, I laugh it off with a shrug. It's just another slug. *** If rock-paper-scissors was a game, played with creatures whose only aim was to eat, when confronted by a duck, new to town, any slug with pluck, would soon go down in defeat.