Ode To A Snail (poem)

Finding a home for its back

He spends his whole life on the go,

Even if he goes quite slow

 

His shell spirals around

A life of travel he is bound

He may be sticky, he may be small

But at least he’s on the earth at all

 

Munching leaves on a twig

For his size, he is quite big

When he’ll take off his shell

And find another home to dwell

Ode To A Snail

 

(c) Text: Jen Hughes

(c) Illustration: Jen Hughes

 

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