Pret a Manger
Twas in July, or maybe later
Auntie met an alligator
Now auntie didn’t run away
Nor drop down to her knees and pray
She didn’t scream and didn’t shout
Or cry until her eyes popped out
She didn’t yell or run around
She never made a single sound
She simply smiled her simple smile
And simply sat there for a while
Until at last the alligator
Walked right up, and simply ate her
Copyright © John Fenn | Year Posted 2010
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