Treasure Island

Dekema Andrews


Snakes


Snakes, snakes, snakes.
Gigantic and fat,
How much can I take?
Their not as friendly as a cat.

I don’t care,
About the skinny ones.
Though I’m scared,
Of the ones as frightening as a rifle gun.

Slithery bodies,
In hundred year-old-yards.
I wouldn’t enter
Not even for a charge.

Snakes, snakes, snakes.
They give you so many pains.

Submitted: Monday, April 11, 2011

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