Body of the Snake
That snake, intent upon capturing its prey, to victimize, to eat alive,
Slithers and winds around, its dangerous domain, does try to thrive.
As a bite and release of the poisonous fluid of death, all to its victim,
Devours its food, piggishly, as the whole, in appearance, action grim.
The ravenous snake now to be so over-confident, is so determined,
Easy prey abides all around its lair, each so easy to be summoned.
A quick attack and bodies pile up fast, is so held for luncheon later,
Using others to selfishly entice its own, robbing them, does a traitor.
Multi-colored shapes adorn its back, this asp, to be so well decorated,
Its bite to humanity leads to sudden death, this reptilian, to be hated.
Now in all false self-confidence, as nothing seems at all to be left out,
A specimen of nature roams about, not to be denied, ruler of its route.
At last, its fateful day has come, that one action of its own demise,
For now, in its haste and caution's disregard, a mistake, it so cries.
The drive for taste of other's blood so quickly unfolds its ending act,
A wild bite's deathly convulsions, upon its own self, one to be exact!