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A Gardeners Revenge

Those bloody slugs have ate my spuds, Not one leaf left in sight. I sit all day with my gun, They must only come out at night. I've got a plan to catch them, With nets and traps and snares. Set my alarm for three AM, And quietly creep down the stairs. I set my plan in motion, Traps around my vegetable plot. Come on then you slimy sods Show me what you've got. Then the onslaught happened, The gathering around my plot. One must have caught the trip wire A cascade of salt came tumbling down, And killed the bloody lot. 18/9/2021

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Shirley Rebstock

Date: 7/7/2023 1:30:00 PM

I have been reading several of your poems and love your style. Love your sense of humor, too. You must be from England, maybe. Remind of my Mom's expressions.

Simon Hamill
Date: 7/9/2023 3:57:00 AM

hi Shirley, thanks for the comment, I am from the UK. lol take care :-)

Emilia James

Date: 9/18/2021 2:10:00 PM

They are a pest. Have been lucky this year not had too much of an issue with them. Hedgehogs must be having a good feast on them. Enjoyed your fun write and could see this scene acted out in a comedy sketch. Emilia : )

Simon Hamill
Date: 9/18/2021 4:24:00 PM

Hi Emilia.ive not had trouble with them this year.but something has attacked my apples..be good.lol.:):)

Lindsay Laurie

Date: 9/17/2021 4:31:00 PM

G'day Simon ... I admit I had a giggle here knowing I'm not the only victim of these garden thieves - thank you Simon - Lindsay

Simon Hamill
Date: 9/17/2021 4:37:00 PM

Hi Lindsay,I made me laugh writing it.thank you,cheers.simon.:)