THE SNAKE...(short poem)
There once was a snake, that stalked the long weeds, never really catered to anyones needs, but his own, stole from nests and charmed his victims, until he ended up on his bed, with his wrist slit....
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There once was a snake, that stalked the long weeds, never really catered to anyones needs, but his own, stole from nests and charmed his victims, until he ended up on his bed, with his wrist slit....
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