I’m really rather ravishing

in my many patterned skin.

I like to lie on sunny rocks

to let the heat soak in.

But just like you I am afraid

when I don’t understand;

why people tease me with a stick,

or grab me with a hand.

 

So though I’d rather slip away,

though small, I show no fear

and coiled I strike as fast a light

my motive very clear!

Some of my cousins bite to kill,

though this I don’t condone.

So I’d suggest the best defense

is leave us well alone.

 

 

David Garlick, Victoria, November 1990