Snake Stories

You hissed a greetingWinding snakeI heard your rattlesClick and shakeI didn’t listenThought I knewThe friendship that I had with you Though I saw your other preyBe chased and never get awayThough I saw you  Coil and strikeAnd swallow down the ones unlikedThough I saw you shed your skinEmerge unscathed, and start again We were as closeAs friends can beI trusted youYou needed meI should have knownYou’d feed on me.

Leap frog, leap frog, hopping high, right over the log. Across the grass, down to the lake, he leaps in the air right over the snake. “See ya suck'r!” He cries with a grin, landing with a plop, in a can made of tin. “What the..?” He utters, confused as can be. The snake swims over, smiling with glee. “Dumb ol' frog”, said the snake, climbing inside. “I'm going to eat you now.” And the frog thus died. The moral of this tal...

Eloise, my mom, milked cows for a round faced dairy farmer named Bob Krump. He was having a bad year. There was a pile of black and white calves freezing near the corner of an unused corral. A few bears had been coming from the gray brush behind the house to eat calves. They had started reaching over the pens and helping themselves to live calves. They had knocked down part of the barbed wire fence in the misty grey brush...