Hunters in the Dark
Along the darkened forest floor,
The silent snake, it slithers.
Moves on its prey, a little rat,
Its tongue lets out a flicker.
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Its prey remains oblivious,
It goes by unaware.
The snake recoils, then it strikes,
Goes sailing through the air.
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Its prey, it does not have a chance,
Through poisoned fang its downed.
The snake now resides over kill,
And in forest, looks around.
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Something else is lurking here,
A hunter, in the dark.
The snake, its eyes begin to twitch,
Its heart lets out a start.
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Something's now within itself,
In body, and in soul.
The snake convulses, lashes out,
Possession takes its toll.
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Silence, then, begins to move,
Begins to slink along.
Its mind now filled with but one word,
A word by name of "Tom."