Born of serpents to the
darkness.
Raised in shadows, out of sight.
Stalking stealthily the night
To prey on poor unfortunates.
Creeping out from under rock just
Far enough to test the air.
Lashing out at those who dare to
Cross your wayward slitherings.
Don your pretty plastic mask
To hide the fire that otherwise
Comes flashing forth from flaming eyes of
Grand deception, burning lies.
Pity those who cannot see
The heinous horror in your hate, who
Shake in fear when it’s too late
To simply turn and run away.
Vigilance its own reward
To spurn the serpent in his lair,
Lock the door and keep him where
His poison will not kill.
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Plays: http://sites.google.com/site/playsbydennissmartin/
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Raised in shadows, out of sight.
Stalking stealthily the night
To prey on poor unfortunates.
Creeping out from under rock just
Far enough to test the air.
Lashing out at those who dare to
Cross your wayward slitherings.
Don your pretty plastic mask
To hide the fire that otherwise
Comes flashing forth from flaming eyes of
Grand deception, burning lies.
Pity those who cannot see
The heinous horror in your hate, who
Shake in fear when it’s too late
To simply turn and run away.
Vigilance its own reward
To spurn the serpent in his lair,
Lock the door and keep him where
His poison will not kill.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
Plays: http://sites.google.com/site/playsbydennissmartin/
Amazon Author's Page: http://www.amazon.com/Dennis-S-Martin/e/B004SXY4LG/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1394055582&sr=1-2-ent
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