Get Your Premium Membership


Slip through the cracks of the jungle, Crawl onto the innocent, Slither through the liquid, Scaly snake of folklore tales. Maim and kill the men, Of which God made first, They'll kill the Lion/Dragon, Before the next verse.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.