The Cobra’s Nightmare

By Elton Camp Carl the Cobra has little to fear Few enemies to him draw near He can flatten his neck and hiss When striking, he’ll seldom miss His venom is the most toxic around One bite & his victim will go down Carl sallied forth one fine day He was hungry for some prey After he had enjoyed a good meal A quick nap, Carl decided to steal A pleasant dream he had at first Then came a nightmare--the worst Carl found himself in a terrible spot Not facing one mongoose, but a lot “How’d I get in such a fix as this!” Carl said as he gave his final hiss

Carl dreamed of a horrifying mongoose apocalypse