A Poem

Today's blog will be a little poem.

The Snake

I'm being followed by a snake
I'm afraid for goodness' sake.
I run left, and he does too.
I do not know what I'm too do.
I run upstair and he's right near.
I'm afraid he'll bit my widdle rear.
I stop to rest I will not fail.
My oh my, it's my own tail!!!!

I feel foolish.

The end.