In shadows of night, a venomous snake,
Slithering silently, its lethal fate.
With eyes that gleam like emerald fire,
Its poison desire, deadly and dire.
Coiled and ready to strike with might,
In darkness it lurks, out of sight.
Beware the serpent, cunning and sly,
Its fangs filled with venom, none deny.
A creature of danger, cold and cruel,
Its presence a warning, a fearsome fuel.
So tread with care in nature’s sweep,
For the venomous snake does silently creep.
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