In gardens where the timid snails glide
Beneath the leaves, their secret world resides
A slow parade staged on Nature’s floor
Each of them carries a spiral and mythical lore

Slugs are like snails, just without a home
Because on their back they doth not carry a dome
But underneath they both look the same
Slimy and slippery, in the rain they come out to play

Snails just be…
Pretty cool
Slugs just be…
Pretty cool