A few stray snippets of the crocodile put together into a tale, a cocktail.

Why we are like this…

Behing the smile there lurks a sinister desire.

Poem.

Animal poem.

This is my response to a prompt in one of my writing books.

It’s a children story about a girl named Annie, who likes to do many things.

`Ha! How funny it is! How very funny!’ cried the jackal. `Look at your dead friend! He is moving his tail!’

A story about a crocodile.

Scared of crocodiles.