To tune of: London Bridge
All the snakes are slithering,
slithering, slithering.
All the snakes are slithering,
across the grass.
All the snakes make a hiss,
makes a hiss, make a hiss.
All the snakes make a hiss,
and smile at the sun.
Snakes smell with there tongues,
With there tongues, with there tongues.
Snakes smell with there tongues,
and they can smell you!
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