Snake Warning Poem by Ima Ryma

I'm in a fav'rite spot of mine,
All coiled up and ready to spring
Should a rodent come by to dine
On after stunned by my fanging.
But then I see a human come
Walking briskly and right toward me.
This species is so bothersome,
An encounter's about to be.
If I give a venomous bite
A lot of hassle will ensue.
Perhaps a warning from me might
Be the sensible thing to do.

And so I let out a loud hiss
To warn of a coming disbliss.