One rainy day, a slug goes for a walk in the wide, wide world, going scrass, scrass, scrass through the tall, green grass, scuddle, scuddle, scuddle in a deep rain puddle, and scrape, scrape, scrape down a long, pink drape.
Intriguing that a book about a banana slug sliming his way through the garden into a house and back into the garden can not only be fun to read outloud (i.e.: onomatopoeia) but, a bit endearing!