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Into my cave, a new rat veers
across their chest, my fingers crawl
my forked tongue laps their sweetest fears,
quickly recoils from their rancid gall.
The blubbering stooge bore it all
I unwind my tale and gift them bliss,
constricting words leave the rat enthrall’d
they hear a song in my subtle hiss,
which lures them into a drab abyss.
Shed my skin and tip the scales,
comfort them with my final kiss
I watch them crawl as their face pales,
hail my venom with their death twitch,
I am the Serpent Witch.