The Snail

by

Juan Chema Mijero



Little snail, little snail,

Show me where your mother is

and where your father is;

if you do not want to,

I'll eat you

with malanga leaves

and oil.


Little snail, little snail,

tell me where your brothers are

and where your family is hiding;

if you do not want to,

I'll eat you

in vegetable sauce

and with picante.


Little snail, little snail,

I'll make you a stew

with oil, picante and salt.



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