Snake Roundelay

Limbless, toneless being
Who lives under a rock
No, it isn’t queer
To exist without year
No house with a lock
Nothing quite dear
Limbless, toneless being
Nor of good cheer
Mindless, not minding
Its wet forest drear
To slither and bear
Limbless, toneless being
Soul of wet sock

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