When the crocodiles speak
Nothing good will ever come
They should return to the river
Soak in it enjoy the solidarity
When the crocodiles walk on land
They are in the unfamiliar ground
They will speak nonsense
Only for their own benefits
When the crocodiles stand on stage
They want to behave like humans
But the masks will not help them
They are found out anyway
When the crocodiles speak
The bad aroma will sink in
By the river to the land
It is best they return to the river
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