happiness in the small moments
I am a squishy slug
on the barrow of your life,
you picked me up and flicked me
which wasn’t really nice.
I agree that I do not
have much to offer you,
yet still I have a purpose
just as you do too.
In case you might be wondering
what purpose that might be,
it’s to leave the silver slime trails
that appear haphazardly.
There is a secret message
if you learn to read them right,
in simple terms it reads
you should respect my life!
© ceenoa
I don’t seem to have much problem with slugs on plants – sometimes a nibble on the petunias, but that’s about it.
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I was being the teeniest bit facetious but it turns out that my nonsense has credence. They are essentially the same thing with the obvious difference that the snail carries his home on his back. I now wonder why some of these Gastropods evolved into nifty mobile home users and some didn’t. Fascinating stuff …. I just know I’ve always rather liked both. And I have always preferred the French name for a slug ‘limace’ (pronounced Leemass) which sounds far less sluggish and unkind to me!
Yeah, think there still must be a difference – now I have UB (unlimited Broadband) I’m going to google away like mad 🙂
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Ceenoa 
Happiness is kind words from a friend …..