Poetry

AJ Ryan


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14 january 2012

Snake

I stepped with care through a world of green
And drifting rain,
As it slithered slowly and with ease.

With its scaly skin
And its pointed devil tongue
Hissing and rattling

I had suspicions
I was on this sly serpents hitlist.
Imagine innocent me,
The prey of a shy dismaying snake.






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