Ole Mister Copperhead

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Dedicated to my wife after her bout with a Copperhead

One day, ole Mister Copperhead

Slithered too far from his nest.

He wiggled up to our front step,

Curled up there to take a rest.

Oh, he thought himself as clever,

So cunning, crafty and sly;

He hissed, then kissed my lady--

made my helpless woman cry.

But he should have made a u-squirm,

Crawled quickly back to his hole;

For now his kids are fatherless,

And he's deader than a pole.

In the end he got true justice,

His subtle actions sealed his fate;

For when he bit my dear sweet wife,

He ended up as Buzzard’s bait.

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There’s a moral to this story,

If this same path one dares to tread;

Best slither on lest you end up,

Just like Ole Mister Copperhead.

Written by Loyd Taylor, October 4, 2010

Author's note: See the short story "I Thought I Would Die!"

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