Fat Snake

A
 fat
  snake
    in the 
     path
   where
  the sun
    shines
     between 
      the branches
         and the warm
            October wind
               can't chill
             him while he
           digests. She
         didn't see it
       as she jogged
      gleefully with
       her parents 
         huffing and
           puffing behind
            her, calling out
              Slow down! Stop!
              Sweetheart! You 
           must be careful!
        I am carefulling
      Daddy! She said
      And then she
       shrieked as 
         the branch 
            before her
               began to
              wriggle and to
               twist in this
                 undulating
                  horrible
                    way
                     s
                     s
                     s 
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