Viper - Poem by Jamie Drake
Coiled ready to strike,
Eyes as green as the grass,
The slit so black and beauty,
I would swear it stairs right through our souls,
It makes no sounds as it wonders,
Very few are able to survive.
This legendary killer is ready to strike at any moment,
Never look a viper in the eye.
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