Knot Mine - Part13 ' Set Sail The Snail

Karen, Jack and Samuel hoorayed,
As the knitted ship set up its sail,
The sail itself was an odd sort of venture,
To the top of the mast climbed a yellow snail with dentures,
Sadly he sat at the very top of the mast,
Removed his false teeth which raised quite a laugh,
The snail looked down so sadly and sighed,
Took a grand deep kneed breath and let it collide,
With the air atop the ships knitted mast,
It surely wasn't one and it wasn't half past,
The ship began moving with the power of the snail's breath,
He'd been training for years; he was at the top of his health,
Samuel applauded and the crew followed suit,
"He amazing
"A Treasure!
"An earthy born fruit'!
They all agreed in frog years,
"What is that? That I hear in my ears?
Samuel announced in his deep frog like tones,
"Each one you I shall work to the bone!
"Yes captain! they cried in total disbelief,
He used to be friendly now that was a relief,
Soon with the snails breath the ship gained hot speed,
Away with the grass and be gone with the weeds,
So its goodbye to the pond and goodbye to the land,
It's the sea we desire its this we demand,
"Where are we going then? Karen inquired,
"To a land built on heat, to a land made of fire.
"Fire??!?! She said loudly " Are you truly mad?
"My Mission is clear, this is not a fad.
And with that Samuel walked far away,
To the end of the ship,
It was the end of the day.

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