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Snake
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Vent Poems Scaley, slimy, hissing and cold
Staring at you with those piss colored eyes
Your skin the very shade of year old mold
So ugly, so dangerous, so easily despised
Hated by many for your uncharming allure
No, there is none, not that I see
For I'd rather just stomp you dead on the floor
And rip your corpse in pieces of three
In the Eden, you are the pest
The devil, the Satan in the paradise bliss
Take the dagger and stab its chest
And cut off its head before its deadly kiss
Reaches to you and kills you too
Or freeze the disgusting wretch
For a snake can not live or do
Any harm in the cold stretch
For once you poison that God damn snake
You live freely again in paradise's sake
~5/4/11
