The first mistake was the paper bags, Both brown, both folded tight, The second mistake was one in each hand, The third was the dark of night.
The one in my left was my leftover lunch, That I'd be having before my tea. The other was a frozen mouse, For my pet, a snake - Percy.
Unseeing I unwrapped a bag, My hunger did care overwrite, And snatched it quick up to my mouth, A whisker from a bite.
But at the last moment I felt the chill, Of a rodent frozen solid. I grimaced and shuddered and thanked Above, Saved from a snake-snack... ...most horrid.