A Crocodile View
Don't you see I'm trying to sleep...you human with a loud object driving by,
Would it be possible if I could just get two more hours of
sunlight...I love tanning,
Oh so your not going to let me...why does it have to be this way human,
Gulp...well I tried to tell you I'm grumpy didn't I...why don't you listen.
Light pours in...water trickling by smoothly...I finally got my sleep,
Zooroom...whizzes past again...another object...same kind....why,
Boom boom...humans with their destructive materials...natures worst enemy,
Can I speak with you human....chew...gulp...another pesky human down.
The sun had set...sssshrssss....snake approaching...bit me good....gulp, mmm,
I want to try something new...those humans annoy me greatly...eat more,
The sign gleamed in the air...welcome to...here comes another human,
The grass was wet under the claws...touché oh sneaky one...I hide for now.
The screen door slammed open...me enter slightly...sniff no human,
But screams...oh how loud they were...ten humans around me...hmm,
Do I bite...claw...whip...boom the gun was shot...i feel it burning,
Sleep is good...do you mind if i sleep just a little...just two more
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