The Girl With The Snail On Her Head

There once was a girl with a snail on her head
She hated it so; she wished it was dead

It slowed down her walk and it messed up her hair
It scared off the men she so wished to snare

Then one day it spoke and she listened in shock
To tales of its birth in the Eastern Bloc

On hearing these stories of trips far and wide
She began to sport her old headpiece with pride

They talked day and night and skulked slowly through life
Travelling the world as snail man and wife.


  1. this is the best thing i have ever seen in my entire life you are a genius

  2. Ha ha, thanks - glad you like it! ^-^