HERE COME THE SLUGS

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Here come the slugs (do-n-do-do)
Here come the slugs
'n' I say, what a fright

Little darling, it's been a long wet lonely winter
Little darling, I think that spring will soon be here

Here come the slugs (do-n-do-do)
Here come the slugs
'n' I say, my flashlight

Little darling, the seedlings entering slug faces
Little darling, I'm seeing slug slime everywhere

Here come the slugs
Here come the slugs
'n' I say, slug bucket

Slugs, slugs, slugs, here they come
Slugs, slugs, slugs, here they come
Slugs, slugs, slugs, here they come
Slugs, slugs, slugs, here they come
Slugs, slugs, slugs, here they come

Little darling, I value every living being
Little darling, but I am chopping them in two

Here come the slugs (do-n-do-do)
Here come the slugs
'n' I say, my spade please

Here come the slugs (do-n-do-do)
Here come the slugs
(and they stay) 'til summer
'Til summer

Comments: Slug-hunting is often performed most effectively at night, hence the reference to "my flashlight." Though almost universally despised among Pacific Northwest gardeners, slugs have their charms. Here they have the Beetless singing a surprisingly hopeful, cheery tune, whose message seems to transcend the occasional "downer" lyric. This is the closest we may ever get to a human-sung slug love song. David George Gordon's Field Guide to the Slug is an essential reference for anyone living in slug country. For a more personal perspective read "A Slug-hunter's Awakening," which brought temporary notoriety to its author when first published in newsletter form (it now appears in The Lost Valley Guide to Ecological Cooking and Living).