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Will he Bite?
by Duncan MacKellar
I heard them say the other day
As their boat came rowing by,
That I was old and my blood was cold,
It brought a tear to my eye.
They laughed and said I was ugly
And my teeth looked sharp and mean.
I know there's a few, I need them to chew,
But I keep them exceptionally clean.
They said my skin was horrible,
All muddy and slimy and vile.
As they drew near, they cowered in fear,
When I tried to give them a smile.
They poked and prodded with pointy sticks
And said what a big mouth I had.
That's my style, I'm a crocodile,
Now really, is that so bad?
Then they leaned over the side of the boat
And someone enquired, "Will he bite?"
After what had been said, I lifted my head
And thought to myself, "I just might!"
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