The Snake

On her way to work one mornin'
Down the path beside 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 the 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 in 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 to her buxom
"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 viscous 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
"But you've bitten me, but why?
You know your bite is poisonous
And now I'm gonna die."
"Aww 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
"Take me in, tender woman,"
Sighed the slippery snake
"Take me in, tender woman,"
Sighed the snake