Blending its way around my sight. It’s hiding, not wanting to be found, and not being visible. It’s a chameleon. Able to fit in the visual of those who come about. It knows that the sight can play tricks. It will play tricks. It will slay quick. It already has it’s eyes on a prize. Don’t freeze, don’t attack, just step back! Don’t tease, don’t slack, or become a snack..
One look and it’ll have you cold as stone. Second look will send chills down your bones.
The snake, it’s waiting for the broken. It can come in many different forms, so keep your third eye open.
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Hehe, did you see that story yesterday about the people who cooked a frozen pizza and accidentally cooked a snake? It was slightly repulsive. Couldn’t help but think of it while reading this. 😝
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Noooo I didn’t see that. I think I’d be scared to watch that. 😂 Don’t think I could look at pizza quite the same. 😂😂 PS, sorry for the tardiness. 🙏🏽
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I love how you play with words. Its always fun to read what you write. You have something to say!
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Thank you, Robin! I’ve been told all my life that I have a big mouth! 😅 I’ve been finding new ways to utilize that.
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good poetry bro
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Thank you man 🙏🏽🙂
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Well said
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Thank you! 😊
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I’m keeping my fourth eye open too. Just in case.
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Lol sounds like the best plan!
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