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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532758" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Haughty Snail-King</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532758" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Twelve snails went walking after night.<br>They'd creep an inch or so,<br>Then stop and bug their eyes<br>And blow.<br>Some folks . . . are . . . deadly . . . slow.<br>Twelve snails went walking yestereve,<br>Led by their fat old king.<br>They were so dull their princeling had<br>No sceptre, robe or ring—<br>Only a paper cap to wear<br>When nightly journeying.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532758" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">This king-snail said: "I feel a thought<br>Within. . . . It blossoms soon. . . .<br>O little courtiers of mine, . . .<br>I crave a pretty boo. . . .<br>Oh, yes . . . (High thoughts with effort come<br>And well-bred snails are ALMOST dumb.)<br>"I wish I had a yellow crown<br>As glistering . . . as . . . the moon."</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Vachel+Lindsay">Vachel Lindsay</a></strong></div>

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