My poem

The sticky, slimy, scaly serpent slithered swiftly through the icy waters hissing through the night, It’s scales twinkled in the moonlit sky. No sounds could be heard but the serpents slimy body swishing through the slimy waters of that dark night. The serpent was alone all others were hissing in there sleep, the serpent saw streams of water flowing from the falls splashing to and fro as the slimy serpent adventured forth in the dark moonlight. As day time comes, the serpent slips swiftly away and one more time the serpent lives another night.