When the river dries up, we will all see where the crocodile sleeps.
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The Chattahoochee River
The Chattahoochee River is muddy and deep,
Rolls restless in her bed, and never sleeps.
She churns, whirls, and sometimes creeps,
But the Chattahoochee River never sleeps.
She cascades, crashes, her falls are steep,
So the Chattahoochee River never sleeps.
A child, in innocence, in her water leaps,
Unaware, the Chattahoochee never sleeps.
She snatches him down, his little body to keep,
Cause the Chattahoochee River never sleeps.
He struggles for his life, so tender and meek.
Oh! the Chattahoochee River never sleeps.
She steals his breath, while caressing his cheeks.
Careless Chattahoochee River just never sleeps.
poem by Willie Wilburn Walker
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The Sea Never Dries
The sea never dries!
For every river flows into the sea but yet still,
The sea is never full! !
Fleeting as a breath,
The sun rises up from the east and goes down to the west;
And the wind blows towards the south and turns around to the north,
But the sea never dries!
The sea nevr dries,
So be a reliable person in the neighbourhood;
And strive to make up the best out of yourself.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Bored with TV
Bennie bought a baby crocodile
and took it home in a carrier bag.
He let it roam about the house,
but the crocodile made him sad.
When they watched T.V. together
tears fell from the crocodile’s eyes.
He thought his friend was unhappy
and this made poor Bennie cry.
He carried it to the vet’s clinic
and told them about his fears.
They told him that it was natural
for crocodiles to shed tears.
Feeling relieved and much happier
they sat to watch T.V. again.
The crocodile went to the bathroom
and flushed himself down the drain.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Death Of River
As the scorching sun gains height,
The river nearby dries up,
The quiescent river never fights,
For its water even a cup.
Once, it was full of life,
For each and every living,
Like the altruism of a wife
Her power in her ring.
The poignant image of the river
Is threatening to me,
Like a women in consternation
Sitting numb on her knee.
The mother of our ancient civilization
Will bring life back again,
For her loving children,
She will keep her sane.
poem by Shivam Madeshia
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Serenade from “The Spanish Student”
STARS of the summer night!
Far in yon azure deeps,
Hide, hide your golden light!
She sleeps!
My lady sleeps!
Sleeps!
Moon of the summer night!
Far down yon western steeps,
Sink, sink in silver light!
She sleeps!
My lady sleeps!
Sleeps!
Wind of the summer night!
Where yonder woodbine creeps,
Fold, fold thy pinions light!
She sleeps!
My lady sleeps!
Sleeps!
Dreams of the summer night!
Tell her, her lover keeps
Watch! while in slumbers light
She sleeps!
My lady sleeps!
Sleeps!
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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If the fish comes out of the river to tell you that the crocodile has one eye, you should believe it.
All Beguiling
The crocodile is smiling,
life is all beguiling while
reading the true story of
the greatest cataclysm to
shape our civilization
Moses, Tutankhamun and
The Atlantis Myth, told in
ACT OF GOD by Graham
Phillips - crocodile in pink
with magic wand in purple
On the crocodile computer,
affixed to the screen; purple
fairy wings bewitching the
rest of the office also
This is a day of magic, the
crocodile found a book on
the crumbling foundations
that shook our civilization…
Graham Phillips “ACT OF GOD” 1998 Pan Books
poem by Margaret Alice
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While The City Sleeps
What goes on behind closed doors, private wounds, open sores
Youre your own worst enemy and cheap thrills bring you to your knees
Its thumbs down for someone you know, and its easy come and easy go
Chorus:
Burn your bridges, take what you can get
Go for the throat cause you paid your debt
Livin well is the best revenge, so give em hell
While the city sleeps - its all there in black and white
While the city sleeps - through the eye of the needle, gotta thread your life
While the city sleeps - while the city sleeps
Its a hit or miss, an eye for an eye, live for today, and dont ask why
For better or worse, you bought and sold
They love you while youre hot and leave you when youre cold
Chorus
While the city sleeps - yeah, better run for your life
Take your troubles to the night
While the city sleeps - yeah, beggars, thieves and losers, theres no relief
While the city sleeps - theres no relief, while the city sleeps
While the city sleeps - yeah
Chorus
While the city sleeps - while the city sleeps
While the city sleeps - while the city sleeps
While the city sleeps - yeah, theres no relief
While the city sleeps
song performed by by Kiss
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You must have crossed the river before you may tell the crocodile he has bad breath.
Cross the river in a crowd and the crocodile won't eat you.
If you live on the river, befriend the crocodile.
Cross the river among a crowd and the crocodile won't eat you.
When the crocodile says that the river crossing is deep you must believe it.
Do not insult the crocodile until you've crossed the river.
Do not speak badly of a crocodile when your leg is in the river.
Take My Hand
Take my hand
Cool is my head
Cool is the way to peak
Take my hand
Your footsteps, I'll take to peak
A top the mountain,
Flowers below us we'll see.
Take my hand
This ropy bridge is shaking
Below, the river twirls away
Below, I see a crocodile preying
In this river, with a laughing bottom
This river, the other side, beckoning
The wild fruits, so sweet is their juice.
Take my hand.
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Crocodile's Toothache
Oh the Crocodile
Went to the dentist
And sat down in the chair,
And the dentist said, 'Now tell me, sir,
Why does it hurt and where?'
And the Crocodile said, 'I'll tell you the truth.
I have a terrible ache in my tooth.'
And he opened his jaws so wide, so wide,
That the dentist he climbed right inside,
And the dentist laughed, 'Oh, isn't this fun?'
As he pulled the teeth out, one by one.
And the Crocodile cried, 'You're hurting me so!
Please put down your pliers and let me go.'
But the dentist just laughed with a Ho Ho Ho,
And he said, 'I still have twelve to go --
Oops, that's the wrong one, I confess.
But what's one crocodile's tooth, more or less?'
Then suddenly the jaws went snap,
And the dentist was gone right off the map.
And where he went one could only guess...
To North or South or East or West...
He left no forwarding address.
But what's one dentist more or less?
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Only when you have crossed the river can you say the crocodile has a lump on his snout.
Only when you have crossed the river, can you say the crocodile has a lump on his snout.