C R O C
Old Croc.
What ever happened
to that green eyed Croc?
Who loved his music
Jazz and Rock.
You'd see him there
the party's host
eating peppers and fish
on part baked toast.
Someone shouted
Why that old Croc died
from the love sick blues
he now lives on as
handbag and shoes.
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