My inspiration for this poem comes from Simon Banks of simonsworlds13.
Er, wait. I am not saying Simon is a slug. In his comment on yesterday’s Lettuce poem, Simon brought in the voice of a slug hovering around the lettuce.
I now rewrite the poem from the voice of the slug.
Clear my throat and begin:
Lettuce Part 2
You slimy slug,
eating her lettuce like brains,
you feel full yet continue to devour
the leaves like they will soon expire.
Do not be greedy, eat only your plate,
there will be more tomorrow
if you just learn to wait.
© 2012 Christy Birmingham
This is christyb, I am debating changing my middle name to Silly.