feasts! it seems…
on damp nights on my kitchen floor
for slugs, but not snails
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem “Little Creatures” #15, Buson’s “Mud-Snails, another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here.
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Alas.. The slugs prosper better than snails.. We have both in our garden…
I have both slugs and snails, too, but the snails can’t slip through the grating that leads into the kitchen. I’m sure they have their own feasts to go to, anyway 😉
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Oh they’re scoundrels! The times I have to escort them from the premises late at night 😛