The Slug

Weary eyed,

I make my cocoa and head for bed,

I remember the cat’s not fed.

I glance down at the bowl, that has

enamelled roses on the apex, and behold!

 

A slug circumnavigating the aforementioned bowl.

 

It’s shoulders are yellow,

It’s knees are green,

It’s the biggest slug I’ve ever seen.

 

‘What’ll I do,’ I said to the cat,

Who lifted her head from where she sat.

But before I had time to think,

The slug rushed off under the sink.

Reviews

[Naomi Montana Walsh]

the slug rushed you say?
I always find them to be a bit sluggish.
I like the poem

[wolfshrew]

what a sneaky little slug...

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Cute write - this would do well in a collection of children's poetry I think...nice write - made me smile. Hope you are enjoying yourself.
Light,
Siddartha

[emz]

LOL, this is a lovely little poem... i enjoyed it, thanks

[Brianna Brie]

It's shoulders are yellow,
It's knees are green,
It's the biggest slug I've ever seen.

lol nice rhyme. Just trying to imagine a slug rushing. lol Funny bit!

[JP thinks the WC is apt..]

A slug with yellow shoulders! How very bizarre. I thought they're shoulders all were turqoise.

I love the whimsical observations in this, like the enamelled roses. It's wondefully daft and playful.

And I love the word circumnavigating - it really shows how epic the slug's journey is around the cat bowl.

Bravo sir. A triumph for the surreal.

[w. r.]

hey, nice work. reading serious poetry can be boring - this is fun.

kudos for "circumnavigating," by the way.

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lol ... this is fun "A slug circumnavigating the aforementioned bowl". . (And all the time me thinking the cat will eat it !) Very nice. Best wishes, Pammy.