The Very Annoying Slug (with apologies to Eric Carle.)

leafIn the light of the moon, a little egg lay in the ground.

One Sunday morning the rain came down – and ┬ápop! – out of the ground came a fat and very greedy slug (and about three thousand of his relatives.) He started to look for some food.

On Monday he ate through one row of  Cos lettuces. But he was still hungry.

On Tuesday he ate through two lines of spinach, but he was still hungry.

On Wednesday he ate through three cucumber seedlings, but he was still hungry.

On Thursday he ate through four courgette plants, but he was still hungry.

On Friday he ate through five tomato seedlings, but he was still hungry.

On Saturday someone came along with a pair of scissors.

He’s dead now, that greedy bastard. (Shame about the relatives.)

About Becky Dickinson

Mum of three. Writer, blogger, grower. Trying to keep my head above the compost heap.

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  1. Gwen Bramwell says:

    Love it, B! x x

  2. Eek! I have slugs and scissors too, and I’m not afraid to use them. Well, not most of the time, but honestly, some of them are the size of sausages.

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