The Adder Poem by Phil Soar

The Adder



Slithering through the grass, he goes unseen
The adder or the viper crosses paths of green
A lover of the countryside, he moves with skill
Not in a concrete jungle that would make him ill
Two names, but one cool entity
Looking for a snack to eat for tea

Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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