Damned Snake
He was on his belly
As he slowly went
With no good thing to do
Or way to circumvent
A little troupe was there
With their parents too
As the snake crawled away
Avoiding the little group
He flicked his forked tongue
And tasted the air a bit
As he searched for his prey
And hid from all the kids
A beautiful young raptor
Searched the bluff there some
And saw the snake there hunting
And basking in the sun
The talons came quickly down
With the sharpest beak
The snake was impaled
And the owl went back to sleep