snake in my art studio
as I walked out, a snake slithered in
dark with a white stripe and quite thin
neither of my dogs noticed this
snake was silent, I heard no hiss
I gave an involuntary scream
this was reality, no kind of dream
today I am avoiding my studio
where that snake slithered oh so low
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