Slug Poems - Poems about Slug

Two black eyes On a sweet white face Floppy ears that lie Those ears actually taste Algae is the most favourite place With no arms No tricks up their sleeves Should they be on a farm? Each looks like a sheep If only they made a bit of cheese To light their fire They suck chloroplasts Leaf sheep never tire Photosynthesis gives them gas Even without the sun’s sunny...

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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....

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in the remote remoteness of somewhere remote flew a fly this fly had realised gravity, relativity and string theory a professor and physicist wise to everyone else in the dark darkness of somewhere dark sped a spider this spider had mastered a multitude of languages a remarkable multilinguist understanding everyone else in the open openness of somewhere open mouthed a moth this moth recited poetry of a profound profundity an awe-inspiring poet warming everyone else in...

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Stopping to contemplate a slug I marveled at this taciturn bug Designed to live underground occasionally it is found making its way ‘long a crosswalk ...

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A snail makes his home inside a shell. "My home", I say, "is a living hell".  A snail without a shell's a slug. "I guess, my home's not so bad", I shrug. ...

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Summer here in this year is too hot I need an empty lot covered by green moss and shrubs A gentle breeze affectionately shaking leaves and... and you, the earth open the door of love and let me in within... me, a glowing myrth, the lovely slug, plug me in, the soft soil, the beautiful girl, the inevitable woman, the mother, the wife, the sister, the one and the only receiver of...

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here comes that jack-o-lantern bug. announcement made by my cousin Slug. I was looking for something flying in the air. the Volkswagen came up to my stair. Hello! The owner said, happy and sweet. I have come to say “hi” and to trick-or-treat It was my old friend Slug a bug McTame. Punching me on the shoulder used to be her game....

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An orange Tesla that was bought by Scott Ran out of go juice right there on the spot Then was quickly passed By a Pacer, gassed And AMC car shaped like a kumquat...

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Your slug reader nanny is incredibly bouncy. Mom said with a lilt suspiciously announce-yl He is hilarious, full of great fun. I could hardly wait to meet this slug reader named Hun. Hun came in slowly and opened a book. He told me to stop fidgeting and get a fish hook. handed me a fresh line, some worms and a pole. I...

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Hey Tom Cunningham, you could help bring Putin down, Plastic surgery has made him into a legendary clown, Ridicule him whilst highlighting his inhumanity, Mock him but telling of his insanity, Advise him his plastic surgeon should give him a frown...

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I want to take over the world, cause misery and dying I want to create a master race, kill all low living swine I want a god who answers to me, be exclusively mine ...

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Fact is. We're stranded here. With an ever ungrateful-Godless population. Resources are far beyond strained. The selfish leadership perched upon nuclear oriented brains... We're in a race to see if we can outrun the dark side of ourselves. Into the safety mirage of our stained glass spaces. We move like banana slugs. Trying to escape the flames. Of a renegade campfire of...

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Yellow fire hazards blemish the lawn, prickly to bare summer feet. Locusts overtake the heat. Aphids feast and continue to spawn, yet still remain strawberries to eat. 7-8-2021...

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I am a sloth, a slob, a slug During the summer when school is out. I move in slow motion from chair to couch to bed. I am in the throes of binge eating – sugar, sugar, sugar, sugar, sugar and salt. pie, cake, cinnamon rolls, pie, cake and chips. I am sluggish. I have gained eight pounds in the eight pounds...

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Heretic, lunatic, slug went to tea. Two were crazy but then there was me. Raunchy laughter loud Truly insane proud. Restaurant clapped when we left there finally....

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