A Crocodile
I want to tell you about my life,
Firstly, I’m not married,
So I don’t have a wife,
I’m a crocodile, I’m a crocodile
I can live both in water and land;
I can swim in the water
And walk on the sand.
I’m a crocodile, I’m a crocodile
When I’m hungry, I eat a fish
Whether it’s small, medium or large,
I just make it my perfect dish,
I’m a crocodile, I’m a crocodile
When I want to capture my food,
I act to be dead and so get the food;
My acting is very much good
I am a crocodile, I am a crocodile
My skin is hard like a stone,
And so my bones
And my muscles are flexible,
I’m a crocodile, I’m a crocodile
I have very hard teeth,
And because of them,
I can easily tear the meat,
I’m a crocodile, I’m a crocodile
Now, I’ve become old,
But I cannot forget the days,
When I used to shine like gold,
I’m a crocodile, I’m a crocodile
And someday finally I’ll close my eyes,
But the fishes will still remember me,
That I was very strong and wise,
And they’ll say, "He was a crocodile, a crocodile"
Copyright © Harshita Chaudhary | Year Posted 2017
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