At human picnics in the park,
Our Sammy thought it quite a lark
That he could slink from tree to tree,
Then drop and swim in folks’ iced tea.

He sneaked into an empty cupboard
And scared the socks off Mother Hubbard.
Then chased her dog around the room,
Slid out before she got her broom.

The Good Humor man got out of sorts
At Sammy’s creeping up his shorts.
He gave Farmer Brown a heart attack
By crawling slowly down his back.

What he did was bad enough
But he denied he did the stuff.
Everyone in town agreed,
He was a sneaky snake, indeed.


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