I am a young cobra snake that
Was minding my biz till I be
Taken from my wild habitat
By some human who wanted me
To be the star of his street show,
'Charming' me by playing a flute.
Into a basket I would go
For his money making pursuit.
Then he would play and out I'd come
In some sort of trance, what the heck!
These human folks must be real dumb.
He died dumb as I bit his neck.
These humankind, I have a hunch
Are really quite a charmless bunch.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem