<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399898" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Three green snakes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was gathering dead branches<br>and rotting leaves<br>and mowed down grass<br>and with my bare hands, <br>scooped it up<br>into a wheelbarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From there I carted <br>it away to where, <br>a trailer attached<br>to my car waited.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The leaves and grass<br>felt humid and hot<br>in my hands<br>and a compost smell<br>hang in the air, <br>but suddenly three<br>deadly green snakes twisted<br>out where my hands<br>had been seconds before<br>and in dismay<br>I jumped away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My little white dog<br>ran around the heap<br>of leaves and grass<br>and barked excitedly<br>and although did not <br>want to I had to<br>kill them all, <br>before they brought<br>death and trepidation<br>to my door.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lawnmowers petrol <br>splashed like water<br>down on the brown heap<br>and a match, <br>flicked onto it<br>made bright orange flames<br>leap into the air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Suddenly three snakes<br>twisted in agony<br>and it was like<br>driving the gods<br>of the dark earth away<br>and although every thing<br>was well, <br>it was quite sad<br>to kill three living creatures<br>with the flick<br>of a match.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Petrol=> gasoline.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399898" data-title="Three green snakes de Gert Strydom" data-description="I was gathering dead branches and rotting leaves and mowed down grass and with my bare hands, scooped it up into a wheelbarrow. From there I carted it away to where, a trailer attached to my car waited. The leaves and grass felt humid and hot..."></div> </div> </div>

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