I saw a little snail
Come down the garden walk.
He wagged his head this way . . . that way . . .
Like a clown in a circus.
He looked from side to side
As though he were from a different country.
I have always said he carries his house on his back . . .
To-day in the rain
I saw that it was his umbrella!
Little Snail
Hilda Conkling
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Poem topics: house, rain, walk, head, umbrella, country, garden, circus, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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