Viper Poem by Ayandare Mayowa

Though the wife of a vicar,
She is a viper,
Fat, annoying and cunning,
Subtle, with more than two edged sides,
Whichever it is she shows,
It is to lure you for a bite.
Never trust her right,
Be wary of her left,
Her words may be kind, but vile,
Her assistance is to have a stance in your affairs,
Of herself alone she cares,
Any opportunity, your Good she will tear,
To progress, the wary of her is the beginning.