Although you make my friends go "Ugh!",
I love you, dear banana slug,
Outside your foam; inside your goo,
(What sort of goo? I wish I knew.)
I poke you through half-open doors
To frighten off solicitors,
And take you down to Santa Cruz,
Where all your cousins squirm and ooze.
You are my friend, my slimy mate,
My favorite stuffed invertebrate.
I like how you adorn the rug.
I love you, dear banana slug.
Emily in Palo Alto, CA
Esteemed winner of the Archie McPhee Summer Essay Contest
This is a mirror site of Summer Essay Contest Winner located on www.halycon.com
at of this date (6/12/99) this link was not working. :-(