Pet Scorpion – a poem about………

I sit in my glass chamber,

a casual observer of the world outside,

happy to be fed and nurtured,

yet, my tail is coiled ready just in case.

Kept well and without aggression disturbing my habitat,

I am beautiful and unlikely to cause harm.

But, if you shake or poke me sharply with a stick,

I’ll recoil, attacking with my poisoned tail,

snapping down hard,

at your interference,

brutal and without warning,

I will bring you pain.

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