Hello little serpent,

Hid in the garden green.

Which way are your coils bent,

That gives them such a sheen?

Your fangs fold so neatly,

And beady eyes gleam bright,

I forgot completely

How darkness dimmed your light.

Once the first-favored child,

Now harbinger of sin,

Your Fall into the Wild

Has let the Devil in.

Fear not though, lissome friend,

Paradise is not the end.