the green tree-python's moved out 
it weaves no noose round its clutch
it has taken with it the rough skinshirt
which is all it has to pass down
and turban-hangs high in a heaventree 
the green tree-python's moved out 
has left just a few clods of dirt
is he buried in some grave
was he eaten up by the hyena
that naps lazy today in the shade
the green tree-python's moved out 
its lattice cell's empty and dark
how happy the claws talons nails
in the zoo just one house mourns 
decked in the snake's cast-off jade 
a green room-python's moved in
i fled from Apep and Re's boats                 
straight into Rekrek's snakegut
and chasing snarlthings in their hutch 
i fall into Adam's dream:                                           
the tired tree-python's moved out
Translated by Pàdraig MacAoidh [Peter MacKay]                
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