Felix The Helix Poem by Yen Cress

Snail, Snail, lay your silver, slick, and wind-
ing trail. After you've dined, please be kind-
And leave a few uneaten leaves behind!

In sweltering July, in January cold or dry,
Gastropod, seal yourself in-don't ask why-
Just make your clear operculum-don't die!

Shoot your magic love dart; aim it well.
You have no need to ask, no need to tell.
Just watch out for Farmer in the Dell!

Felix, your single helix is pretty and artistic.
But I think some folks are petty and sadistic-
They'd have your double helix become a statistic!