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The Slug

The slug appears in his good time
And leaves a trail of goo and slime;
The only work he seems to do
Is generating slime and goo.
I stand aside to let him pass
And watch him ooze across the glass.
Tomorrow heíll come round again,
But Iíll be cleaning up till then.

Burnside Kent
 
If you have any thoughts on this poem, Burnside Kent  would be pleased to hear them.


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