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When Snails Attack

He may be a friend A lover, a sister, a brother Some kind of kin But, Their are five minute's That I may never get back That was on the eve It was a silent attack When all the Snail's came In a pact And thing's even get More fuzzy than that Yes, we should pay attention For what we say and do And make sure that only Good thing's get back to you They are slow to react, They are hard to track, Know that they are serious And will strike right back - I never met many Yes, I know it's a fact But, Hell hath no furry Like that, Where their a no Honorable Mentions' either! GF

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