Blame the Snake

Blame the snake 
Who chose the break
and '11', to play its game
While '12' tended his fame.

Blame the snake 
Whose fruits ache
"a bite, little at stake.
With a bite, comes a break"

Blame the snake 
The serpent who spake 
Stuttering 11 to its bait 
"there, the fruits of fate"

Blame the snake
The gog who was baked
In all these fruits 
It kept all its brutes.

Blame the snake
and 11, she took the rake
Blame 12, who left his trait
and the fruits; tiers of man's fate.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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