There were two snails
Who loved to sail
Across the algae pond
They ventured to land
But couldn’t understand
Why their bodies started to bubble
They tried to move forward
But the pain was so great
They looked back and suddenly they saw
The salt on the floor
Burning their wounds
And so far away was the shore
Suddenly the ground
Started to pound
And cracks began to show
Then the earth spasmed
Creating a huge chasm
Separating the snails in tow
With a void between
The two snails were hopeless
Burning in despair
Until down flew a swallow
With a branch that was hollow
And the two snails climbed in there
Back to the pond
The swallow did fly
Carrying the snails safely
Thank it they did
As adieu they did bid
Back to their leaf, their place of safety
There were two snails
Who loved to sail
Across the algae pond
They tried being on land
It didn’t go to plan
So water is the way from now on.
Category: Insects
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There was a little snail
Who had a big dream
To cross the algae pond
The little snail thought
It would find a leaf of sort
To glide to the lilly and beyond
The little snail gathered
A few different leaves
It wanted to test them on water
But out of the blue
Another snail rushed through
Now two snails stood at the port
There were two snails
Who had big dreams
To cross the algae pond
The little snails thought
They’d find leaves of sort
To glide to the lilly and beyond
The little snails looked
At their collection of leaves
And started to test them at port
One jumped on a leaf
It bounced with glee
And they sailed across the water -
There is a little moth
Dancing on the window
Tiny little wings
Fluttering to flamenco
Turning on it’s own
Stamping round the holes
I think this moth’s a schizophrenic
It’s playing both the roles -
The busy little bee
So busy near her hive
Spending her time
Ducking and diving
Searching for pollen
Seeking the flowers
Suckling the nectar
To give her magic powers
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