Armani-Croc for Dinner
A Croc for dinner?!!
Death rollings and grinding jaws?
Besides, is he mine to eat or am I his?
Crocs, strong, scaly-limbed tanks for destruction
primordeal brain, teeth like Dracula
Oh, I better eat him before he eats me
Also he is wearing Armani and loves fast cars
Playboy-croc - maybe he never went to the river?
If he did, what did he do in the cloudy water?
Did he dive for swimmers, eating a foot or a leg?
Wonder what pleasures kissing a Croc may offer
all teeth, or even tongue, a mouth smelling of death?
Maybe the half-eaten corpses are still inside, rotting?
And what beds has he trampled flat?
I think he toured them all, eating as he went
One victim in his stomach, another in his mouth
still eyeing all there are, planning raids as he moves
© Else Cederborg