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Of The Snake
Contributed by
theuncanny
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Thursday, 10th March 2011 @ 10:02:14 PM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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I see a snake of purest green,
Of long, forked tongue and poisoned sheen;
Of lustful yearn for flesh and meat,
Of bloody mess when stung in feat;
Of venom pure, of ruthless bite,
Of rushing fear to its delight;
Of most hushed sounds, of slithers stealth,
When it comes close, it drains your health!
I fear that snake of so much greed,
Of highest masters it doesnt heed;
Of hidden traits, of secrets stark,
Of devious eyes that glow in the dark;
Of cunning strokes, of strikes unknown,
Without much care but death alone!
Of well-poised fangs behind your back,
Of well cared manners that all snakes lack.
I dread that snake whose friends are foes.
It kills them all but then, who knows?
I fear that snake, it bit me then;
But Ill make sure it wont again.
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theuncanny
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2011-03-10 22:02:14]
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Re: Of The Snake
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by Mando on
Friday, 11th March 2011 @ 05:54:05 AM AEST
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| WOW........ How true is his poem I've encounterd many snakes in my time those that slither and walk |
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Re: Of The Snake
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by C00K13 on
Saturday, 7th May 2011 @ 08:16:30 PM AEST
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| that's wsup!! |
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