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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Today John McDain Is in bad pain The sirens could kill But he escaped it, he will He's at the doctor, Who'll give him meds And maybe just some Comfortable beds "There's something in his head." The old, frail doctor said. "I can't find out what it is." But what about the scarlet liz? He looked and poked and pressed Until he found a dent in his chest The snake had taken it out Easily, without a doubt Tightly wrapped under his skull Pressed against the hard bone He didn't know what it was It pressed his brain down to a nub John McDain began to get ill The medical doctor gave him a pill The pill did nothing His brain kept scrunching Until one morning he lay on the floor Hands in his hair, curled like a snare He scrunched his eyes Let out a cry And laid there still. With a pop and a crack, blood leaked on the floor Poor John's brain was no more The red puddle covered the floor His skull broke open, he'd lost the war Out popped half an eggshell Leathery, hard to tell But then a snake slid out his head And across the red blood he had bled Blood red with hollow green eyes That could easily pierce the night skies The snake seemed never-ending For it was depending On John's scarlet blood To give it the rud The snake, seven feet long Explored the humble bed of John And then slithered off to find some prey Remember John's Snake On The Brain. The red snake found a victim Fast asleep, she ignored him He flicked his tongue and ate her whole Poor little Miss Patty Moore The snake grew a yard every day Feasting on people as its main source of prey It at the doctor, the teenagers, too Until ecnaV stood with his mighty crew They battled the snake for 30 days Through water and sun and foggy haze When finally the snake was beat ecnaV got a wonderful treat His crew went home proudly The people in the streets cheered loudly They took a piece of the snake's scales In their heads echoed the mighty wails -Originally Written in August 2020, Revised in September 2020
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