A snail

I am slimy and slow,

slower than a worm I go.

I have a hard back,

that birds try to attack.

We all live happily

but sometimes you step on someone like me.

I climb flowers

as tall as towers.

I eat leaves

while slime-ing trees.

You sometimes keep us as pets

I think it is the end of this text.

I am a snail

and I leave a trail.