Where snails go when its dark…
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5 min readMar 30, 2021
Cuckoo spit on buttercups
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She promised to pay a penny for each snail
not half expecting the bucketful
quickly brought back for her experiments
collected with a small boys enthusiasm
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You could say our mother was not best pleased
to find the captives roaming in the night
leaving silver trails laced meanderings
on ceilings and bathroom walls
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My sister showed me how to
stroke away cuckoo spit
with a blade of grass
to slowly delicately reveal
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the bright green aphid
exposed in its lathering
spurtled white froth
she placed buttercups under my chin
to see whether the glow showed
I liked butter or not
it always did glow under my chin
she bought me frothy coffee as a treat
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