Crocodilia
Once I caught a crocodile,
I held its tail for a while,
But I soon began to see,
The croc had lunch designs on me.
I felt that it was time to choose,
Who would dine and who would lose,
So I checked my cookbook pile,
For recipes for crocodile.
Round and round the room we flew,
The croc, and I, and cookbooks too,
The croc suggested person pie,
I replied "I'd rather die."
I countered with crocodile cake,
My appetite for sweets I'd slake,
But the reptile vetoed that,
Told me I was much too fat.
The crocodile proposed a truce,
And as my grip was getting loose,
I acquiesced and said "OK,"
"I'll eat mice, or frogs, today!"