| Sammy's dad gave a hiss and cheer, "A new millennium isss here! Our next one thousand yearsss may be The best that snakesss will ever sssee. "One Thousand was a different affair. Why, snakes could dig holes anywhere! The entire land was grass and trees, We could safely breathe each gentle breeze. "Four hundred years we've stood the test Of human beings moving West. They pave the earth and trash the streams, They don't possess snake sense, it seems. "This millennium will be a flop For these poor guys if they don't stop. At their present rate it sure appears That they won't last a thousand years. "Snakes all hope they will get through, For we love to watch the things they do. Why, these poor folks can't crawl at all. They have no length and are too tall. "Cars are filled by the human race, All searching for a parking place. We hiss and laugh at them, oh, brother, As they scream and honk at one another. "Snakes think, for food, that fresh is nice. We have no taste for frozen mice. Now we agree, fast foods are fine, But snakes won't use a crawl through line!! "So be thankful for snakes' simple ways, And sun that warms our summer days. We'll hide right here, coiled in the grass, And enjoy while all these fine years pass." But Sammy Snake has a grander dream Of a new snake life that's more extreme. He thinks this era may be prime For the Garden of Eden, one more time. He longs for the day when he'll be able To have TV and maybe cable. Soon, perhaps, when the time is right: Sammy dot com—his own web site. He says, "Two Thousand, make no mistake, Is The Millennium for Man and Snake. We will combine to reach the stars And live together up on Mars." Sam dreams that he will set the pace: The world's first Astrosnake in space. The snakes will hiss, the folks will cheer, As Sammy shouts, "We're out of here." That's how the generations go. Who is right? We'll never know. The world is long, but it does seem— It will stand still without a dream. So go on Sammy, do your duty, And maybe meet a cobra cutie, On Venus, Mars or another place, As you join the humans up in space. Let's sing our songs and add Sam's verse, "This Millennium's for the Universe." And then we'll do a Sammy Dance— He's the snake that gives us folks a chance! —Grandpa Tucker |
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