***the Snake***

Poem By Theodora (Theo) Onken

They called you Diablo -
Dank, dark and hissing -
Sherlock asked 'Watson'
What it was, that you were missing?

April 30, it came and it passed -
Like a Thunderstorm in the Sun -
Lightening strikes near the Rainbow -
In Wonderland, Oz had begun!

Tightly wrapped up, you were -
In a camoflouged lizard-skin purse -
But alas, the spiders, they caught you -
While you, the Warlock of the South, wrote your verse!

Do believe, Emily knows why they call you, Diablo -
For Wicked and Evil, you'd spend your days -
But Emily, upon being released from the hospital -
Was apprised, of your Satanic ways -

It was Sherlock and his 'Watson' -
Who split, your world, open wide -
They identified, your nasty persona -
While Emily, healed inside -

What is it that you are missing?
Why it's forgiveness, compassion and love -
Forever, are you just a doomed snake?
With nary a hint, of our God above?

'Keep Your Windows Locked'
And Your 'Alarms On'...It is getting
Close to Halloween!

Comments about ***the Snake***

Why Thank You Ms. Allie. It was a sort of dedication poem. To a J.F. Watson! Your words mean a lot. As always, coming from one so gifted! Theo Xo; 0)
This is a thoroughly engaging poem with snippets of well known books that make it extra special (I'm a Sherlock Holmes and Wizard of Oz fan from way back) . You have penned this with a light, almost flirtatious touch. Great poem. love, Allie xxxx

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