The Little Crocodile's Tale
Why fore hast the little crocodile scales
And shimmies on his tummy up the bank?
How does his shapely rudder crank
As determinedly he pulls his sails?
How does the little crocodile keep so clean his nails
Though deep in the mud they are at length?
Why fore lives the little crocodile in waters dank
And in the deep of night mournfully wails?
The little crocodile sports a coat of snake
Which he would rather not spoil,
Through rough waters he laboriously toils
To ease his journey, and sparkling clean claws make,
Hidden in shame the little crocodile lurks
For his scaly skin his veils in murk.