My Snailippo Herd

My Snailippo Herd Have you ever seen a snail go a crawling up a leaf and wonder how it eats without some tiny teeth? My back yard hosts the sailippo that grew from such a cause without the need of feet nor hoofs, nor tail, or tiny claws? He carries his house upon his back like any other snail And slimes along the garden path wagging his short tail. His eyes are set back in his head, his mouth is large & pale. His call to other sailippos sounds like a tiny, siren’s wail. He only appears in morning light among the fresh grown dew or early evening’s fading light when night begins to brew. My back yard hosts a herd of these that people want to see; they come in droves and stare awhile, then give their coins to me.