deepundergroundpoetry.com
March of the Slugs
Slugs.
They go real slow.
They piss and they moan.
Their feet are cemented
to one stupid spot.
They play fucking dumb
as they watch you run.
They think they're so sly
as your anger builds up.
The slime trail oozes wherever slugs go.
If I could spray them with salt
they'd be dead on the spot.
(Dedicated to all my lazy coworkers.)
They go real slow.
They piss and they moan.
Their feet are cemented
to one stupid spot.
They play fucking dumb
as they watch you run.
They think they're so sly
as your anger builds up.
The slime trail oozes wherever slugs go.
If I could spray them with salt
they'd be dead on the spot.
(Dedicated to all my lazy coworkers.)
Published 5th Oct 2015
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 3
reading list entries 1
comments 4
reads 673
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.
5th Oct 2015 9:33pm
Ha! Love it.
This applies to the majority of my procrastinating classmates, and even some of my professors.
This applies to the majority of my procrastinating classmates, and even some of my professors.
5th Oct 2015 9:45pm
5th Oct 2015 10:46pm
Yep, every day the same slugs slugging it up. I had to write it on break today or I would have blown up big time.
7th Oct 2015 00:07am
