The
crocodile Bapa
In
the morning he will bite
In
front of his cage he knows
Nobody
can touch him
In
the afternoon he lies
Opening his mouth feeling his contentment
Of
the fresh chicken by his cage area
He
can take his own sweet time
Onlookers
stare at him
He
doesn't care what they say
“I
have my filled for now
Now
I take a nap until at night”
Camera
flashes pointing fingers
“Move
it lazy crocodile!
Go
dance for your keep
We
pay you to entertain”
The
crocodile Bapa
Opening
one eye and peeps
“Try
come down here
I
will make you to pieces!”
In
the night
The
cool pond of water
Submerge
and wait
The
hunting he imagines
The
chicken lay to waste
He
just stares at it whole day
The
crocodile Bapa he swings his tail
Until
an arrow hits on his head
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