Place where the snake lived in Lehar garden

    A full length  hooded  king cobra

   Existed near the   building gate

 Played hide and seek with  society dogs

Like in Eden garden , it freely moved

 In the underground  sewers   it slithered

 Dogs would watch  from the ground

 Put their nose on the concrete front

Up and down they  ran along and sniffed

The gardener and the Chauffer all

The building  watchmen   on shift duties

   Did swear  on the nature of the snake

Of the poisonous King Cobra

They said was chaste as it can be

No harm to anyone it could do

 It lulled in the garden as it pleased

Harmless and quiet it stayed

 But now it was the season  then

When tadpoles grew to little frogs

They were springing  everywhere

Along the fence , at the entrance way leapt

 Stretching on to the black tarred road

The snake  caught them in plenty in compound

 Breakfast , lunch and  supper time happily went

Sneaking up  behind them quietly though

All was well until it dared

 To coil under flower pots and guardian chairs

Word soon spread of the snake’s  culinary delights

 On that fateful day , on a Saturday

The secretary was on inspection round

 Was face to face with the hooded snake

It stood in front near the entrance  door

 It couldn’t budge so it  was caught

Soon it was done away

 One person’s loss is another’s gain

  The little frogs grew happily big

But  the moral of the story is this

A poisonous snake cannot co exist

 Like other pets without the risk

To one or the other!