The SnakeA Story by Bohrium GuyWord Play - SOmeones suggestion...Slender wiggles transversing through the grass, Back and forth motions providing the mass. Slowly and silently approaching its prey, In hope of lashing another in sway.
Fangs shown high head in full bloom, Sending another deep within its tomb, Engulfing pain and rage while its feeding, Contractions given with a silence in pleading.
So the predator makes his mark to live, With the victim left with nothing to give. Slow to digust the moment of time, Just another food chain supplemental rhyme. © 2016 Bohrium Guy |
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