no one bothers her now
She will never fall out of love with her crocodile
He followed her home from the River Nile
The old folks home won’t take this wench.
So she and her crock sit outside on a bench.
Does she need to go to a home? Someone asked.
I doubt it, no one bothers her now said Flat McGlasked.
The croc is her protector and keeps her occupied.
Sometimes in the near bushes he will hide.
Bandits have left here without a knee, leg or arm.
But you’ll be okay if you do the old lady no kind of harm.
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