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I walked along a country road My seven little ones in tow We walked beside a field of wheat Where poison snakes crawled ’round our feet “Oh, mother, mother!” cried my first “A snake has bit me, I am hurt! “I will not live ’til end of day, “You all just carry on your way.” And so we left her there to die That’s one less mouth to feed, thought I We came upon a river next To fall in would be certain death Yet it was here we had to cross My second eldest then was lost She slipped and quickly disappeared I’d lost another, as I’d feared My others didn’t say a word In truth I do not think they heard And so we reached the other side But very soon another died Birds fluttered in the summer air And wild bushes grew here and there The berries looked too good to waste My third just had to have a taste The fruits were ripe and very red And with one mouthful she was dead The silly thing, she should have known To not eat things from nature grown I pulled the other ones along No need to stay for