Crocodile
Once upon a time, John saw a crocodile,
The crocodile
sat and stared at him.
John didn´t run, he didn't shriek,
In case it was
its lunch.
No move he saw
the snapper make,
Its jaws
remained tight shut.
While sweat
poured down his forehead,
He heard rumbles
from its gut!
He was in worse
predicaments,
But only in his
head.
Like wrestling
with big brown bears,
And monsters
from his shed!
But feeling
brave he shuffled very close,
To see its scary
jaws.
The crocodile
was not impressed,
And flexed its giant claws!
The beast was
prepared to eat him up,
He snapped, he
snarled, he blew!
But john just
stood and tapped the glass,
Since he
remember that the croc is in the zoo!
By María José Durán, Step 9
