Coral snake Micrurus fulvius

Red on Black

red on yellow can kill a fellow

I have never spoken with a dead

fellow, nor one ever bitten,

but rhymes do often sing

from reasons.

There is never a good

time or season

to stretch across a road,

end up like the flattened sleeve

of a rugby shirt,

or a bunch of crushed

crayons waxed over fresh

asphalt.

red on black, you’re okay jack