Silver Slug Poetry

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Slug

Small

Slimy

Creature

Leaving

Silver

Slim trail

On my

Lettuce leaves

Not happy!

Silver Letters

This small

slimy snail

has slid over

MY LETTUCE!
Oooh! Arrr!

Look, it has left

a slimy

Silver trail!

Little dots

are those dashes

I can’t quite see

I think they’re tiny silver letters.

My gosh!

That slug

who got under your skin

Has left you a letter.

I wonder what

the slippery slimy thing

had to say

Dear

May be the slug

left you

a thank you note

he enjoyed your lettuce.

Errh! small

Slimy things

Should leave my

Lettuce leaves alone!

Don’t be like that

He left you

A silver lettered

Thank you note!

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!      

Too hot!

Its too hot for Scottie Slug

Today,

He’d be worried, that he

Would sizzle in the

Scorching summer sun.

So Scottie Slug

Stayed in a soothing puddle

of water instead.

My leafy lettuces were safe,

at least for now.

A note from Scottie Slug

Hey Deb!

I know I’ve been a naughty slug

Spread slippery, silver slim,

On your prized lettuce leaves.

Just that it's,

So much fun,

Slipping and sliding,

Down the leaves.

Its like a giant slippery slide,

Sliding down I have to scream,

It’s the scaling up again,

That’s not much fun.

Oh yeah! About that party,

The other night,

It really wasn’t planned,

Spare of a moment thing.

I had no idea my friends

Would come and eat the leaves,

I may leave my silver slime,

Spread under the silver moon.

But I would never be seen,

Sobbing over you lettuce leaves,

All I wanted was some slimy fun,

With several of my friends.

I sign this letter,

On your lettuce leaf,

Scottie Slug,

In silver letters once again.

Silver Slug Poetry
was a MoP # project 

Scottie Slug is Sloshed

Poor Scottie Slug is —

Scottie this morning to say the least

Someone left a half peeled orange

Filled with beer in the veggie patch last night —

Slurp! Burp! 

Scottie Slug is sloshed!

Feeling very seedy —

Who would do such a stupid thing?

On the nose!

Smelly, stinky pooh

Something in veggie patch

Is rotten through and through

Scottie slid along the rows

Searching out source smelly smells

That offended ─ his slugie nose

Surprised when he discovers  

Someone’s stinky smelly dirty socks

Such smells ─ would he recover?

Needless to say Scottie may

Kept his slippy, silver slim

Away from Deb’s lettuce that day  

Oh No!

Scottie was sliding along in the soggy soil

and suddenly stumbled on squash

somebody switched Deb’s lettuce for squash

can’t scribble silver slim letters on small squash!

Scottie’s Revenge

Scottie was strolling along and

stumbled on a silver pen planted

in Deb’s veggie patch

still feeling startled by the

switch to squash crop

discovering a pen, Scottie thought —

stimulated by sudden delights

deciding to slurp his slime into

the empty pen case

so he screwed open the case

to release the ink — and

sank his slippery slime in

after securing his pooey-gooey slime

he scurried towards a prized squash

armed with ammo to strike his target

started to scribble his silver slime

thanks silly billy for dropping your pen

so I can still write my silver slime notes.

and cheeky Scottie slug

signed his name in pooey-gooey —

slug slime