Super Snail

He held it in his hand, then gave it to me.
There is lots of memories of him, you see,
But this one is the most precious of them all
It’s gold, white and very small.

It sits on a gold leaf
And it causes grief
But it’s a good thing,
That tiny king.

The snail is special to me.
When I touch it I smile with glee.
It costs a lot
And it’s very tot,

That tiny little snail.
It leaves a big trail.
I love it so much
And it’s good to feel and touch.

The crystal shell that shines in the sun,
It is very heavy and weighs a tonne.
You’ll never see its memories,
But it’s been around for centuries