He Is Terrified of Snakes
I am terrified of snakes he reported.
I thought his story was a tiny distorted.
I fainted away on my grandpa’s big farm.
When one ran across my feet next to the barn.
How old were you? Young? About for?
It was two summers ago. No more.
I looked at this giant of six foot five.
The story had me doing a bit of a jive.
Grandpa could not stop laughing he said.
When I came to, my face was all red.
The relative could not stop teasing me.
This story somehow filled me with glee.
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