22 Greetings From a Gator

Fishing in my kayak I pedaled and paddled away

On a quiet lake I soaked in the sun for the day

I see something in the water, it’s difficult to define

Something’s moving toward me, not on my fishing line

A creature barely moving, is he ready for a slaughter?

A bit larger than I thought, only eyes above the water

Hello Mr. Gator, I greeted him with surprise

I didn’t want to pet him, that would be so unwise

I fished all day, waiting for my catch

Gator swam beside my boat, anticipating a snatch

Finally, something pulled my line, it’s quite big I see

You can have it Mr. Gator, it would be better than eating me!

(Or – your lunch is on me)