Three Gator Haikus Poem by Clyde King

Three Gator Haikus



When a twelve foot gator
Chases you don't turn around
Or look in its eyes.

Gators are mating
Tread without making a sound
And carry a big ass stick.

Give a gator space.
You are in his world now.
Or go when it's cold.

Monday, December 28, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: human and animal
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Clyde King

Clyde King

San Antonio, Texas
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