It's been a while since I posted rhyme at the Storyteller's Scroll. Here is cumulative ditty with a twist. Enjoy!
Sly Mr. Croc
by Gayle C. Krause
Mr. Croc spread a smile,
as he lounged along the Nile,
eyes narrowed,
as he prowled near a tidy little pile…
Of geese!
The geese were unsuspecting,
and simply not expecting
that a croc with crooked smile
could lounge along the Nile,
eyes narrowed,
as he prowled near a tidy little pile…
Of pigs!
The piggies were all squealing,
their voices not appealing
to the geese so unsuspecting,
who were simply not expecting
that a croc with crooked smile
could lounge along the Nile,
eyes narrowed,
as he prowled near a tidy little pile…
Of snakes!
The snakes were all a slither,
as they squirmed from yon to hither,
cause the piggies were all squealing,
their pig voices, not appealing
to the geese so unsuspecting,
who were simply not expecting
that a croc with crooked smile,
could lounge along the Nile,
eyes narrowed,
as he prowled near a tidy little pile…
Of food!
Food?
Yes, food.
Crocodile food!
There were feathers all a flutter,
as he dined on geese with butter.
And, the piggies with their squeals
made for tasty little meals,
while he ate the squirming snakes
for his mid-day coffee breaks.
So, if you see a smiling croc,
lounging on a slippery rock,
and he shows a toothy grin…
RUN…
Far away from him!
