The Krait
I fancy myself a Krait;
You are more a little Mimic
I create the roller coaster,
You try to sell the ride
The tragic mistake that you make?
Your bite is more a kiss;
Mine is the touch
It destroys the face,
On the ground, begging;
Go then my little Mimic,
Prepare them for me to taste
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2011
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