The Snake

The Snake is a rhyming poem for children.

            The Snake


Right beside my favorite lake
I spied a green and yellow snake.
All curled up, real nice and neat
He seemed to like the summer’s heat.

My thoughts, I knew, he could not tell.
The fear in me, he could not smell.
I’d make a very fast retreat
Before he slithered near my feet.

I turned and ran back down the road
And nearly stepped upon a toad.
At last I reached my own front door
The lake, I knew, I’d go no more.