The serpent bit my heel and I bruised his head
Though we were not dead, we were dying
"It's how it's gotta be," that copperhead said
As we fell to the red ground, writhing
So I sand a tune to charm that old snake
That I might make my escape
The snake, it seemed, had heard the song once or twice
And decided I needed advice
"My bite, it will hurt but not harm you."
So I sang my song and sang it in vain
It didn't ease my pain or my cryin'
Just then the serpent turned and wiped up my tears
Said "Nothing to fear," he was lying
So I stared into his eyes for a spell
To contemplate heaven and hell
I heard him talk about when grandfather fell
And when he got to the parts that I knew
I knew he had changed them to hide you
I told that serpent that "I see through your schemes,
You get behind me, I'm not buying."
The snake just smiled and said, "I'll do as you please,
For a small fee I'll be complyin'."
So to the scene of the original crime
The serpent and I went this time
I still don't know what that snake hoped we would find
But here's what I saw: the rise and the fall
And my grandfather walking just like I am
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