Snakes
Snakes
Watch out for them
They come in all shapes and sizes
Like chameleons
Stab you in the back
When you think they’re your friends
They can change colors
Cold-blooded reptiles
You can’t tame them
Because they belong in the wild
Forked tongue smile like a crocodile
Male and female alike
With no name
Who’s to blame?
You are
For letting them in your backyard
Being too kind
In the back of your mind
You know something’s not right
All they do is creep at night
And lay low
Like the Serpent and the Rainbow
Rattlers are the worst
Because they let you know
That they’re coming, gunning, got you running
Blindly through the woods, rainforest, and desert
They can adapt to any weather
Sea serpents are the smoothest
Because they don’t talk
Just peep your moves
With snake eyes and plot
Anacondas are a motha
They can squeeze the life right out of ya, slowly
King cobras are bolder
They show ya that there’re coming for ya
Can’t make a move
Because if you do, it’s too late, to start
Deadly venom racing for your heart
Some even can’t their diamonds back
I’m telling you the truth
It’s no lie, so you better recognize
Their disguise
They shed their skin right in front of your eyes
Then it’s too late
To realize it’s just a snake
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