Mary Mc Creath - dream-The Snake

The snake was held
In another's hand.
Kill it I said,
Before it strikes.

The other struggled
With it
And could not contain
The head.

Beware it will
Strike you.
Get its head
Before it bares
Its fangs.

The snake seemed
Weak.
I rushed in
And pulverized
Its head,
Before it had
A chance to raise
It.

The sight of its
Limp body
Helped me to relax.

It cannot harm
Me now
That red headed
Snake
I've fixed
It.

Mary Mc Creath

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