Giving Cobbie a Wide Berth
Celia was a white witch, but others did not know
They avoided her greenhouse, said she gave a show
Every spell she did with a flourish, for goodness sake
Real reason they stayed away was Cobbie, her extra large snake
Cobbie was her spirit animal, her mentor, her familiar, her muse.
He looked like he could crush and devour giant men by threes and twos.
He was actually a kind-hearted snake, who protected Celia daily.
I always gave him a wide berth, tiptoeing around him gingerly.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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