Snails Stories

Eyes struggle, then start to fail As I tread an oft-forgotten trail While my dizzy thoughts retreat… I see these things, beyond the veil Grandad milks into a pail Then walks back home to eat I am a slowly crawling snail Sliding sticky on a rail Seeking a rotting treat I’m an up-and-arching whale Flukes up high, then smacking like a flail Spreading stars as waves retreat Next a startled, leaping quail Leaking feathers from...

I got an invitation the end of last yearFrom Uncle Phill, he said we should come hereI must confess the man needed serious helpOr one day soon his stomach would melt My only thought when I was making the bookingWas someone must save this poor man from his cookingNever before have I seen such a disasterLike the cheese sauce, he made that looked more like plaster Now here we are in sunny SpainFar away from all the rainI mus...