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    1 day ago

    The crocodile whips her tail
    Water sluices from leather scales,
    An eye pokes up out from the mire
    Sighting the prey that’s her desire.

    It cannot run, it cannot hide
    With the croc nearby its side.
    Wariness now is quite futile
    It can only wait to see what she’ll do.

    The time has come; her muscles coil
    Springs from below, the water roils.
    And so death comes in such a manner,
    And with a leap, she eats bananner.

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      2 days ago

      Attenborough voice

      The struggle is over. The crocodile has locked it’s mighty jaws around the defenceless prey. Silently, she slips her ancient body down beneath the inky water once more, dragging the mango to it’s doom.