Snakes Poem by colinb bradley

Snakes



Our days are nolonger grey
The sun is warming up the days
So the snakes come out to play
To warm up through the day
WOW! ! their are lots of snakes today
I almost step on the snake in my way
He is mad now & wants me to pay
So he strikes at me while im in his way
He strikes me with all his might
Strikes me really tight
His head pinned to my thigh
So i grab his throat really tight
I pull with all my might
To remove him from my thigh
So i throw him far into the sky
Back into the bush where he will survive
So snakes don't strike me today
Because this red head dosen't want to play
Colin Bradley

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Poet Of The River 03 January 2013

you have a unique style of writing.

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