Vipers back-biters
Vipers back-stabbers
these scumbags have cold blood
from dark pit they crawl out and slither
these dolts may not know
as dolts never know
their hoods have no shadow
and their fangs are hollow
they are everywhere
under chosen cover
parasites they be must
as they grow on our trust
beware of such things
no fear of any poison
these are bloody things
but they don`t know our notion
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