Sniffling Snidget the SalamanderA Poem by Heather ClaytonHe was the sniveling sort That was a bit short And had a loud snort.
He needs a fly snack In his little shack Right before a stack (of wood).
He's a slimey tiny soul With a silly shaped sole (feet) And he loves shoveling (dirt).
He says sip-sip-sip And then he skips-skips-skips And saves his little dirtballs (for later).
© 2012 Heather Clayton |
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1 Review Added on May 18, 2012 Last Updated on May 18, 2012 Tags: Salamander, short, wood, dirt AuthorHeather ClaytonSpring, TXAboutHello, I love writing and have quite an imagination. Usually my writings are short stories and also I do some poetry. I'm 35 and I love animals, music and writing/reading. I studied creative writing a.. more..Writing
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