Mitchell's Rainforest Snail

Slimy slippery bodies

Sliding through the grass

I look at the beautiful forest

I see the pretty ferns

Sit and smell the fresh air

Resting on a rock

I see a mountain overhead

As it starts to rain

The trees are talking to me

I love the smell so much

The sticky wet mud

Says snails will come

The only one here

Slithers across the plains

And its beautiful shell

Shows the rain is dull.