The puerile croc up to his eyes in alligator flats
has polished off two kiwis: one cordovan, one black.
He much prefers, he leers at all, the polish to the paste
and says he bastes his choice more on staying power than taste.
Koalas smell of leaves they eat, and in the same way Croc
has belched himself an aura that locks vulture flocks in shock.
One fly-by of Croc's lee side, they refuse to salivate
and chunder in their plumage. Croc waves and calls out, 'Mate,
come down and swim with me and we'll gobble monotremes,
amuse ourselves by snorkelling sharks and other creek extremes.'
The vultures retch incurably and curse big reptile geeks
as blithe as kookaburras with two geckos in their beaks.
Crocodylus Acutus appeared in Möbius in May 1998.