Here is poem for today. Enjoy!
The snake silently slithered toward its prey,
Some grasshoppers, moving, meaty, jumping broccoli,
One grasshopper jumped unsuspectingly to its doom,
The snake sprang toward its snack, like a jet fighter, kaboom,
Today was not to be gray,
The next catch was harder,
The third was harder still,
But the snake got his fill.
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