Cobra

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Cobra Was silent As a mouse Slithered though
the under growth Teeth like sharp blades Stared
at the shadow of its prey Scales unseen Eyes pin
pointed Hood ready to pounce And
squeeze Cobra Was searching Though the forest
For her
prey To feed her young
So they could grow
To keep the
Circle of life Hiss Pounce Bite
Hiss, Pounce, Bite
By Danielle Chevening CE Primary School