Snails and Ales

~ Last one to the top buys the beer!

~ Hang on a bloody minute! You can't decide that now you're already near the bloody top!

~ It's always been the rule - last one buys the beer!

~ What if I don't ever get to the top? What if only you get to the top? Then you're last to the top. So you'll have to buy the bloody beer then mate!

~ Have you got an end in mind for this dialogue mate?

~ Not really. I'm trying to segue into something about there not being a pub at the top of this twig anyway... or maybe about where do snails keep money for beer...

~ But it's not really working is it?

~ I could probably get there eventually. Given time.

~ Give it up buddy. No-one's read this far anyway. They've all gone home. Or to the pub...

~ Yeah OK...

If you are still here... thanks for the love for Melon Heron. Some brilliant rhymes and ideas;

Solli

There once was a fellow named Paul
Who captured a gray bird so tall
It was the blue heron
That fish stealing felon
The mug shot's on blipfoto's wall.


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