Walking by a down spout from the house
and the bud caps and catkins
from the poplars caught my eye.
Low and behold there was a slug.
The bane of gardeners far and wide.
Ducks love them but I didn’t have a duck
with me so it slimed on…
Some day, somewhere we’ll meet again!
I’ll be ready and I won’t need a duck for back up!
I’ll bring a kid with a salt shaker!