"My name is Snek

  My body long

  My head is smol

  My jaw is strong

  And when at time

  To get me fed

  I open wide

  I munch the bread

  Then the bread screams

  Of hurt and pain

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  I bite in deep

  Spreads bloody rain

  I hiss at it

  You be quiet!

  It's body falls

  Rip my diet

  Tastes amazing

  With whipped cream

  My tongue brazing

  Like in a dream

  Out of this world

  Out of this realm

  Many more I see

  So much food for me!

  They saw my gaze

  And ran away

  Futile acts heh

  Slow moving prey

  I munch on them

  Followed by screams

  Tears out eyes

  Tastes very good

  Time to say bye

  Before me is food

  I ate them all

  Even if they cried

  I spare none at all

  Snacks for the sly

  My name is Snek

  My body long

  My head is smol

  But jaw is strong

  And when at time

  To get me fed

  I open wide

  I tear the bread.

  You ask my aim?

  It is to fly.

  The reason why?

  It's to eat the sky."

  -Snek, The Bread Devourer.

  Note: This poem was created by Snek, The Devourer Of Bread 173 years ago, it later became Snek, The Devourer Of Worlds.

  Comment: Yummy!