Alligator Poems - Poems about Alligator

He prowl very still across the calm merky waters I can see him and he can see me with his big yellow eyes his pupils are lime green slowly he crawls not even shooing the cranes from off his back he crawls past the woodstorck perching on one leg the tall Cypress trees seems to...

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Circle left, hang on tight Don't get caught in an alligator bite Allemande left, what you want to do Is turn that alligator into stew Do-si-do, listen to the band Alligator shoes look mighty grand Roll away to a half sashay If you're a gator, forget what I say Right and left grand, give a kick, Gator eyes fall on a dancing chick Swing your...

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Circle left, hang on tight Don't get caught in an alligator bite Allemande left, what you want to do Is turn that alligator into stew Do-si-do, listen to the band Alligator shoes look mighty grand Roll away to a half sashay If you're a gator, forget what I say...

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alligator eyes in a Florida river so creepy red eyes...

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I dreamt about an alligator - what could that possibly mean? Am I hoping that a lizard man will slowly romance me? Are my desires so primitive, so ancient that we could come to some arraignment? Would a silent and cold-blooded lover be as ??considerate as any other? Do I long for scaly fingers to caress me up and down? Or lust for reptile Dolce...

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He is too smitten, totally gaga said the African lioness queen. I have tried to dissuade him, but I am not the kind to be mean. Why is he in love with you? Asked her brother, male Lion. Not sure, but he says if I do not reciprocate, he might be dy’n. African queen watched the alligator serenade her...

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As I watch the rain coming down in measured bursts onto the dark waters of the vast bayou. My mind notes the watery circles and bubbles that trace alligators asleep in the slough. I check my lines as the sun goes down. The wind fights me at every turn, causing my boat to rock. I've got three dead...

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there might be a gator at Sunday’s table. Don’t act surprised, if you are able. Why does Shelly always cross-species date? She wants to prove that she does not hate. Why do we have to be polite to them? They are her dates, her beaus, her men. But a gator? I protesed. Grandma, no! She would not budge, so I did not...

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Once upon a time in a magical Pond there was a Baby alligator name Snappy Due to a storm that quickly appeared He was swept away from his mommy So, he set out on a quest to find her He came upon a pig pen, the pigs Were scared to death when they Saw him but then Snappy asked Have you seen my mommy? The...

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Some topics closed for the debater, Not only 'Divine', 'Incubator; For good eggs their silly layers can't hatch For the premature babies to life catch! Some issues defy a debater: Whether a ship needs Navigator, Crocodile-like the Alligator; Terrorists like a Terminator... To some arguments just say "later": A waste of time writing a letter, With the sun's heat rays farm soil wetter, Without drugs the...

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I've heard him sing: The Mulatto: By fat hotter than Roberto Like Pepper is to Pimento; Lost to him, too, one Alberto: The boy friend of Fine Talatu... Alto in all shows he goes to, Even when beats are Staccato Or long remains The Legato... Yes, A very Good Contralto, Overly fond if Sweet Potato He would eat with Mashed Tomato... Harsh words for Irish...

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I left the pub one night in a bit of a tizzy and saw some kind of being like a tin lizzie. This turned out to be a polite alligator now on probation for having eaten a waiter. The police left it tied to a street lamp, it seemed. It looked so kind. how its joyful face beamed. It...

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My name means the lizard Fossil records list me Colors change youth~adult Freshwater is my home On land~water swimming I eat fish~turtles~you We mate in late spring time Date Written:3/28/2022...

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Alligator scouts still pond, unobserved his stealth movements until thrashing body leaps, sharp teeth tearing unexpecting prey March 2, 2022...

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On the jacaré beach hearing Ravel' bolero sun sleeps peacefully...

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