Milking the Snake

I am milking the snake
She’s extracting her fangs
She’s secreting some drops of venom
Into my little jar
She is shedding her skin
Into my little hand
I am milking the snake, and
I am having an awesome time doing it
She said she’d rather sleep
I said I’d rather play
And I do not care about her feelings
I don’t care about keeping her comfortable
As she slithers away
Back into her little cage
She turns and she hisses at me
That I am
That I am rude, yeah
That I am always so rude to her