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.