There's An Alligator In The Petunias Poem by Patti Masterman

There's an alligator in the Petunias-
No wait- and I'll try to explain;
I think he came in through the gate,
Left open, once again.

Yes, there's an alligator in the Petunias,
And he's not in a very good mood-
Though do you think it's the nature
Of most alligators, to brood?

He was nibbling at the flowers,
But I think they disagreed-
No; not that an alligator ate them-
They didn't seem his natural feed.

There's an alligator in the Petunias;
And we might have to call someone-
Oh wait- I saw his tail going by,
And now I think he's generally gone.

Yes I'm sure that it was a gator,
Which you know, is another reptile;
And though I'm no cold-blooded expert-
I'm certain he was not without guile-

Because- I heard him most plainly,
As he was heading back toward the zoo;
He said, 'It’s not easy to find forage-
Just try to walk a mile in MY shoes..'