LMFAO (A Memory)

I picked her up from school in the rain

She was in the 1st grade

We walked to our apartment

Under the black umbrella

Surrounded by green terrain,

Brick walls covered in snails

From pavement to patio

As they sought to escape the water

That submerged their homes

It literally looked like a snail twilight zone

They gathered and slithered in every nook and cranny

Leaving no space to walk,

“Crunch, Crunch, Crunch!”

We walked on

Trying to avoid them

Until my daughter turned to me

And stated ever so solemnly,

“Mommy, I can’t take it anymore! Call the cops!”