Slug

No takers on slugs?
Slimy, creepy, crawly bugs -
gotta love slime trails!

Victoria drank
a glass of wine with a slug
that she swallowed whole!
(Victoria was a friend of mine on the now defunct WritingChat list. She was a kindergarten teacher and poet by day, and a writer of literary erotica by night. And one evening, as she sat under the moonlit California night in her backyard, with a glass of red wine and some dark chocolate, she reached down for her wine glass and took a sip. But there was... something... that she swallowed with the wine - a SLUG! I wrote her a poem to commemorate the event, and she loved it. Victoria was a sweet, funny, generous lady, and I miss her.)

"Don't slug your sister,"
shouts the mother to her son.
"You know she hits back!"

Twitching antennae
speckled wet slimy body
but naked - no shell

I think that's enough
I can just see the slime trails
along my glass door.