The snake

The snake is peering

Through my window

He wants to come in

But I am wary of him

He looks a wily old soul

Ready to poison me

At any unguarded moment

No, you cannot come in

I nervously cried

Knowing he could squirm

His way in at any time

He leaves me in constant unknowing

Teasing at my nerves

Driving me insane

Living this from day to day

Deliver me please from this snake.

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