Sliver Slug Poetry

Apparently I'm now writing a book
of Slug Poetry 

Secrets of Scottie Slug

Ssh, Ok!

I am going to tell you

all about Scottie Slug.

That slippery, slimy slug

that slid silver slim

over my lettuce.

I know that he

slips and he slimes

by the light of the silver moon.

I know as

I slipped out

last night.

Scottie was

slipping and sliding

and smiting about. 

You could hear

small, silly, squeaky

screams of delight.

In front of his

silly, snotty, slimy

slug friends.

Having a special feast

were these small, slimy, slugs

ON MY LETTUCE!

Again this morning

There is the slimy

Thank you in SILVER LETTERS!      

Debbie Chilton © Copyright 8 January 2012