I’m Told By My Snail

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I’m told by my snail that he will not get dressed.
He says that he’s not feeling well.
It’s not that he won’t wear a coat or a vest;
he won’t even put on his shell.

He’s still in his bed as he lets out a yawn.
I tell him I think it’s okay
to wait till tomorrow to put his shell on
since he’s feeling sluggish today.

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