The crocodiles
They think they can fly
Out from the swampy land
Walking they can't stand
And they want to tell
The sky they can reach
They want to make themselves surprise gift
Reaching out to heaven
They will say they should live in it
But they forget to mention
It isn't them to decide at all
They don't want to enjoy paradise
They will not get to their desire
Heaven can wait
But paradise they shouldn't forget
That's the crocodiles
Only the drama of fools
Blindly follow to the deep
In darkness crying out their lives
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