I did not see it
I reminded myself
The slimy little thing
Always took a tortuous route
And presented itself
Right in front of my eyes.
The more I ignored
The more it grew
In epic proportions
And then surrounded me
Merrily.
While I struggled
To keep it off
It took out a gun
And fired point blank
Said:
' The slime is in your mind.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the slime is in MY mind!