a poem
A chapter in the book Worlds
Snail World 6
The fast-paced world of snail farming
can have its moments when alarming
and also pastoral and charming
here is the usual tack
Morning milking never fails
to find those heavy, bleating snails
filling little thimble pails
which are moved into the back
As snail drivers ring their bells
slugs slide swiftly out of shells
which, when collected, Granny sells
to keep the bills on track
The naked mollusks will then crawl
through a hall which holds them all
to where the butchers' axes fall
processors slice and hack
Then -- another morning comes
a million snails ride out in drums
a million more meet milking chums
so goes this farming hack
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