yellow python on his neck
trying to convince how nice
and docile a serpent is
i have a chance to touch
it's all muscles, smooth
with spiny multitudes teeth
i reach my pocket for buck
dropp it in an open metal box
so as few follow me in giving
kids are different they discover
love to carry or pet; huge slither
i stand back for reptile hunter
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