In Rattlesnake City The moonlight had never shined Poison reigned supreme A small lamb offered his life Bitten in his heart Leaving a ****** red scar The rattlesnakes mocked his tomb A lion appeared With a crown upon his head His subjects shouted As the rattlesnakes were consumed The mooonlight then beamed On this noble conqueror The red scar on his heart glowed
This is a Naga Uta, a non-rhyming poem. Syllable count is 5-7-5, with the last two lines 7-7. Also there is no line limit.