It slithers through the desert
past cactus rock and brush
cross long forgotten riverbeds
flowing now with dust,
It coils in the sunshine
and awaits unknowing feet
be careful where you step my friend
the poor thing has to eat.
Its fangs are long and pointy
Its tongue gives but a flick
even if you jump away
you’ll never be that quick
It strikes you from a distance
It’s poisonous for sure,
you’ll curse the day
you went that way
your vision it will blur,
In agony you’ll wallow
on blistering sand you’ll lay
your breath now short and hollow
forever there you'll stay.
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