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Reports of a Snail Slime Trail

A consequence of a misspent
youth

Is a flashback to when my
mother beckoned me to her

Calling me by my full name
Christopher not Chris

One could assume one was in
a fair bit of trouble

But on this occasion it was
not the case

What she needed was fresh
eye's to crack the case

Of the curious case of the
mysterious kitchen slime trail 
leaver

Because i as the outdoor city
type knew and was up on 
recognizing and identifying
my animal doo-doo po
because i am full of it

So i got straight to work armed
with my magnifying glass

And instantly identified the
guilty party

You see it could have been
a number of different species
or thing's

But i knew straight away it was
indeed a snail

And how did i know this
you ask

Simple because you can
see almost everything looking 
through that magnifying
glass  

So much so i could see him
lip synching the jedi mind trick

I am not the snail you are
looking for

What you want is escargot
or frog's legs

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