Digt: "Armani Croc for Dinner"

Armani-Croc for Dinner?

A Croc for dinner?!!
Death rollings and grinding jaws?
Besides, is he mine to eat or am I his?

Crocs, a strong, scaly-limbed tank for destruction
primordeal brain, teeth like Dracula
Oh, I better eat him before he eats me

Also he is wearing Armani and loves fast cars
Playboy-croc, maybe he never went to the river?
If he did, what did he do in the cloudy water?
Did he dive for swimmers, eating a foot or a leg?

Wonder what kisses a Croc can offer
all teeth, or even tongue, a mouth smelling of death?
Maybe the half-eaten corpses are still inside, rotting?
And what beds has he trampled through, tank-like?
I think he toured them all, eating as he went
One victim in his stomach, one in his mouth
Still, eyeing all there are, planning as he goes

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