The snail let us now contemplate
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| Related people: | Harold Aubrey Hall |
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| Keywords: | H.M. Wilson Archives · poetry (create) |
| Description: | A poem written by Aubrey Hall in 1949. |
See also Ode to a Snail for another version of this poem.
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The snail let us now contemplate,
A "bloke" unhurried in his gait
Though he proceeds by monoskate,
Herbiverous yet not ungulate.
The snal by no means is a dope,
Invented he the perisope,
He climbs a tree but not a rope,
When things are dry inclined to mope.
When hostile Homo Sapiens
Approaches him in No. tens,
Says snail "For these I have no yens" —
Dimissed are they as awful wens.
If danger threats he can intanter
Turn on a gastropodous center,
He pauses not for idle banter,
Or e'en a Communistic ranter.
He will not smoke a cigarette,
But choews a quid of mignonette,
Regarding peas he says "You bet
I take my toll of human sweat."
Perchance whilst browsing on potato
He ponders on the words of Plato,
Reflects upon the life of Cato
or Asiatic Hiro Hato.
Since long ago decided he
To dwell no longer in the sea
But on dry land to have a spree,
Exchanging rum for leaf of tea.
In spite of all, you please will note,
The snail does not possess a vote;
He has no pants, he has no coat,
And, consequently, gets the goat.
Poor snail! Will none with welcome greet him?
The British crush, the Frenchmen eat him;
So I alone will wish snail well,
Though gardeners him consign to Hell.
14th May, 1949. H.A.H.
