Slithering Snake

Such venom spilt from voluptuous lips,

And a tongue winding like figure of snake.

Most beautifully from situation her exit make

To take a clean chit, other’s character clips.

Though to spiral gait everyone around her trips.

Silky charm worldly, an emblem of her personality fake.

A spicy pie in furnace did she bake.

All are left to wonder what potion she sips

How quickly did she shed off her skin

As though we were picking sides among kin

Much obliged, for I have no need

Once exposed to her prides greed.

I thank thee my Lord for falling off their mask

Within glory of Pharaoh’s pride did she bask.