Ah, it’s the
girl with the crocodile eyes
You’re dangerous
as you lie waiting, always hungry
ready to grab onto any thing
That comes close
Oh sure, you play it soft
act silky, tender satin
You play the pity card
because woe is you, feed on sympathy
bathe yourself in a lie, a web
Sticky delusions
But I see your claws, that
teethy grin, and those yellow hungry
Crocodile eyes
as I admit, feels good to be your prey
Caress of your ripping ivories
As I drown
I see you
