'No animal is half as vile
As Crocky-Wock, the crocodile.
On Saturdays he likes to crunch
Oh the Crocodile
Went to the dentist
And sat down in the chair,
And the dentist said, 'Now tell me, sir,
How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!
You’re really fearless and want to hunt
You’re really want to make us to teach
You’re really lover of wild
You’re really uncaring it but to learn from it
Somewhere lurking behind in the sea
Was a giant crocodile watching with glee
Its prey slowly enter shallow waters
Not knowing the impending dangers....
I shall miss my pet human, Steve.
I loved to play with him,
hear the gasps from the watching millions,
grinning my big toothy grin,
A crocodile ruled an African pond;
Beneath the waters he hid.
During a drought, the animals came,
All “thirsty, ” with their kids.
Nay, Peter Robertson, 'tis not for you
To blubber o'er Max Taubles for he's dead.
By Heaven! my hearty, if you only knew
How better is a grave-worm in the head
Than brains like yours-how far more decent, too,
A tomb in far Corea than a bed
Oh, what a larrikin he was,
half boy, the other half a unicorn,
that sunburnt, smiling face
a wardrobe of bland regulation