Mr Peek's poetry place...
Friday, 6 May 2016
Snail
I was sitting in the garden
Thinking of a tweet,
When suddenly a little snail
Walked across my feet.
I asked "Where are you going?"
But the snail did not reply,
Instead it got a great big stick
And poked me in the eye.
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