‘I never expected that!’ ... But intolerance is lurking in every garden border |
I have a poor self-image because of who I am
My parents didn’t tell me that I could be him or her
That today I may be ‘Rosy’ and tomorrow may be ‘Sam’
I am not a stupid slug as many of you think
I know I’m cold and slippery but that’s part of my demeanour
It’s tough to be hermaphrodite not know which way to be
But those who say I’m ghastly, well, they have no bedside manner
I have a gender problem, am I ‘he’ or ‘she’ or ‘they’?
My sexual orientation it is fluid
I am glad I don’t wear clothing I would not know what to wear
But in my drape of silver slime, I imitate a druid!
My pronoun choice is difficult, I think I’ll go for ‘they’
But on my ‘Rosy’ days I may be ‘she’
I will consult with ‘Sam’ to find out what’s his preference
I suspect he’ll shun the ‘they’ and go for ‘he’
Did you know that during courtship slugs fire love darts?
The Greek God Eros honed this special skill
I have no organ ready to receive it
My love moves close sometimes against my will
To tell the truth I find it very painful
‘He’ coats his arrow with a pheromone
But sometimes it is ‘she’ whose deadly love dart
Stabs my skin and chills me to the bone
(metaphorically!)
I suspect among our garden hosts that one or two are racists
I’ve heard of inequality and am rather glad I’m grey
My ‘fellow’ slug who lives nearby (and may some days be ‘female’)
Has told me that his blackness, is far worse than being gay
There’s a movement in the garden to eliminate my black friends
Those humans prod and poke them they are easier to spot
My earthy grey-brown camouflage tones with the mulch and leaf mould
So my black and shiny comrades, admire my colour quite a lot
At least there is no sexism, we are male and also female
‘I never expected that!’ I hear you say
But intolerance is lurking in every garden border
Be it colour, age or gender, life’s a challenge every day
3 comments:
So clever, Jennie! So enjoyed this when you read it out.
Before I went dog grooming and was KS1 teacher, I used to breed snails in the classroom. If the children forgot everything else they ever learned in my class, they all remembered about snails being, as they put it, 'a lady and a man in the same snail!'
I had one Mom complain because her little girl started collecting snails and taking them to bed!
But they all got interested in leaf litter and mini-beasts!
Wonderful Jennie - how you’ve managed to make a poem funny, very topical and also so educational is brilliant! I never knew, or more like had completely forgotten that slugs were hermaphrodite. I never expected to learn that from a poem 😆 🤭
Oh I love this Jennie such a clever take on the topic
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