"Melina's such a girly-girl,"
Her grandfather says. She's his dear pearl
Who loves to dress in dresses, wear
"Glass slippers," Jewelry, dress with flair.
Her mom and dad, though, know that she
Is also much more secretly
A crocodile-lover too --
Though alligators also do.
She has a tiny plastic one
She uses to attack for fun
the bellies of her parents' friends --
With it so many met their ends.
She had an alligator book,
And when her parents one day took
Her down to the aquarium
She hopes that she would soon see some.
It was far better than she thought
That it could be, for when they sought
The crocodiles, they were told
That there were babies to behold.
She saw the babies in a tank,
She looked up to her parents. "Thank
You, mom and dad," she said and ran
Up to the tank, a happy fan.
"I love the little chomp-chomps, dad!"
And as they left she said she had
To have a crocodile of
Her own that she could hug and love.
Her parents told her uncle this
And the next day Melina's bliss
Was overwhelming when he brought
A pillow crocodile he'd bought.
She loved to sleep with her new friend
And slept well knowing he'd defend
Her from bad monsters and bad dreams --
For her he gave up swamps and streams.
And when they took her to the zoo
She said the crocodile's blue
Because he had not seen her yet,
But he'd be happy once they'd met.
She posed and made her parents take
Her picture sitting with the lake
And slowly floating crocodile.
She said, "You see, I made him smile!"
But when Melina's father tells
His dad how her heart always swells
When she sees alligators, he
Just cannot see how that could be.
"Melina's such a girly-girl,"
Her grandpa says. He sees her curl
And princess dress and happy smiles.
"There's no way she loves crocodiles."
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