Pret a manger

Twas in July, or maybe later

Auntie met an alligator

Now auntie didn’t run away

Nor drop down to her knees and pray

She didn’t scream and didn’t shout

Or cry until her eyes popped out

She didn’t yell or run around

She never made a single sound

She simply smiled her simple smile

And simply sat there for a while

Until at last the alligator

Walked right up, and simply ate her