I MET A SNAIL IN THE WOOD

I MET A SNAIL IN THE WOOD

I met a snail in the wood

Carrying its house on its back

I knocked at the door

No response

I knocked again

A little head popped out

Horns angling for a fight

It extended itself

To full fighting size

Asking what I wanted

I answered in a gentle whisper

The snail opened its inquisitive face

Filled with smiling

It craned its head

Left and right

Asking who I was

And what I wanted

Its eyes fixed on me

A long stare gathered on its tiny face

Wondering if it had seen me before

Asking me what I wanted

Then the snail took a closer look at me

Winked

Took in its horns

And went back home

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