The VICIOUS Snake

On her way to work one morning down the path along the lake.
A tender-hearted woman saw a poor half-frozen snake.
His pretty colored skin had been all frosted with the dew.
“Poor thing,” she cried. “I’ll take you in, and I’ll take care of you,” to the snake.
“Take me in, oh, tender woman.
Take me in for heaven’s sake.
Take me in oh, tender woman,” sighed the vicious snake.

She wrapped him up all cozy in a comforter of silk
and laid him by her fireside with some honey and some milk.
She hurried home from work that night.
And as soon as she arrived, she found that pretty snake she’d taken in had been fully, fully revived.
”Take me in, oh, tender woman.
Take me in for heaven’s sake.
Take me in, oh, tender woman,” sighed that vicious snake.

She clutched him to her bosom. “You’re so beautiful,” she cried,
“But if I hadn’t brought you in by now, you truly would have died.”
She stroked his pretty skin again and kissed him and held him tight.
But instead of saying, “Thank you,” the snake gave her a vicious bite.
“Take me in, oh, tender woman.
Take me in for heaven’s sake.
Take me in, oh, tender woman,” sighed vicious snake.

“I saved you" cried the woman, "and you've bit me, but why?
You know your bite is poisonous, and now I’m going to die.”
“Shut up, silly woman,” said the reptile with a grin,
“YOU KNEW DAMN WELL I WAS A SNAKE BEFORE YOU TOOK ME IN.”