Sleek shinny my shell may seem, armor to protect from whip like tongue that lash at me.
A pointed saber I may carry to go hari-kari on those who might bring harm on me.
Venom in a needle I bestow to render prey ready to go.
Grip like a vice to make you think twice.
Sometimes light makes me glow , just remember embers ignite fires also.
Night or in the daylight my fight is with might.
Quick as wit if you see me stammer, you should put a scram on.