Jealous Banana Slug - Haiku
Being jealous of lady bugs
about whom no one snorted “Ugh”s,
a banana slug lay in wait
for someone he could supplicate -
one he could tell his problem to -
admitted ugliness and goo.
Then a poet jogged by on cue
and wrote the poor slug a haiku:
(Banana slugs slide,
((one)) I see, in dawn dew, ((two))
they’re hard to abide.)
and after he had read it through,
he felt fond of their yellow hue
and he liked their glistening too.