Thursday 13 September 2018

The little Go-gator

I'm rearing a 15-month old crocodile these days.
It swamps you with poop.
Takes you on the death roll through every diaper change.
Lurks beneath any given surface.
Doesn't retreat with its tail between its legs however much you want it to.
Sheds the proverbial tears occasionally.
Hangs around with its mouth open, then bites the very hand that feeds it.

-Little go-gator's mamagator