Introduction

It was school holidays, and Mitchell was off to a play day which included a slime fight ...

Sliiiiime

It oozes up between your toes,
then dribbles slowly down your nose -
squishing, squelching through your hair,
This ghastly goo is everywhere!

Its sliiiime .!

In dreadful shades of gooey green,
It covers all where it has been.
Behind it lies a purple trail,
A glistening gluey gluggy tail ..

Live Sliiime .!

Wobbly ribbons of Violet red
Dangle from your arms and head!
Now it spreads across the mat -
Reaching, grasping, grabbing . Blat!

Foul sliime .

But finally it dies at last,
To hair and nose and feet stuck fast.
Disgusting orange-purple blobs
of witches warts and knobbly frogs.

Dead slime .!

And finally the day is done,
The slime has gone, but its been fun!
So now I think I'd rather be
The ordinary, slimeless me!
(For a while ..!)

Copyright; Ian Sexton
Email: isexton@optusnet.com.au