When You Were My Snail

I love my snail From near to far Sometime's I can see him Just under the wheel's Of my car Though he may sometimes' Be late, But it take's so many To fill a empty plate I sit by the log How long must it take Fore he is fabulous He taste just like stake With a little gravy at the side He is indeed a pleasure To ever fill my plate This I just can't hide Fore- His promptness just can't Be denied P.S. I AM WAITING FOR YOU BUDDY! GF