The snail sailed around the brim,
of a cup that belonged to Jungle Jim,
on a day when the way of the world was dim,
and this circumnavigation got the best of him.
An hour sped by on the rim of that cup;
How long would it be until Jungle Jim's sup?
Would it be a surprise when he picked his cup up
and discovered a snail as cute as a pup?
The moment arrived at the end of the day,
when Jungle Jim came to his cabin to stay,
and have a nice cup of tea, and then lay
back in a lounger and let music play.
He noticed a snail had slid on the mug,
so he picked it off and and gave a slight shrug,
popped the thing in his mouth and took a chug
of some hot brewed tea as he swallowed the slug.
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