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| Snake with back and belly green, Scooting swiftly off the path, Is not happy to be seen, Maybe fearing human wrath. She was only seeking sun In her private reverie. All alone she had more fun! That was how she liked to be. Now that she has run away Into her protective grass She will not return to play Ere the strangers all do pass. | ||
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