Those greedy slugs have scoffed the lot
I'm trying to unravel their devious plot
They left a maze of sticky slime
That's the only clue of this selfish crime
I don't know how many maybe five or more
I know they ran riot on my kitchen floor
They quickly disappeared well out of sight
Those greedy slugs do it every night
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