The Vicious Snake

Les Fables d'Esope Phrygien, mises en Ryme Francoise. Auec la vie dudit Esope extraite de plusieurs autheurs par M. Antoine du Moulin Masconnois. A Lyon, Par Iean de Tournes, & Guillaume Gazeau. 1547.

Fable 7.
Du Rustique & de la Couleuvre.

On her way to work one morning down the path along side the lake,
A tender hearted woman saw a poor half frozen snake.
His pretty colored skin had been all frosted with the dew.
“Poor thing,” she cried, “I’ll take you in and I’ll take care of you”

“Take me in tender woman,
Take me in, for heaven’s sake,
Take me in, tender woman,” sighed the snake.

She wrapped him up all cozy in a comforter of silk,
And laid him by her fireside with some honey and some milk.
She hurried home from work that night and soon as she arrived,
She found that pretty snake she’d taken to had been revived.

“Take me in, tender woman,
Take me in, for heaven’s sake,
Take me in, tender woman,” sighed the snake.

She clutched him to her bosom, “You’re so beautiful,” she cried,
“But if I hadn’t brought you in by now you might have died.”
She stroked his pretty skin again and kissed and held him tight.
Instead of saying thanks, the snake gave her a vicious bite.

“Take me in, tender woman,
Take me in, for heaven’s sake,
Take me in, tender woman,” sighed the snake.

“I saved you,” cried the woman, “And you’ve bitten me, but why?
You know your bite is poisonous and now I’m going to die!”
“Oh shut up, silly woman,” said the reptile with a grin,
“You knew damn well I was a snake before you took me in.

“Take me in, tender woman,
Take me in, for heaven’s sake,
Take me in, tender woman,” sighed the snake.

 

 

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