Caveat: Quatrains #52-53

(Poem #249 on new numbering scheme)

The hungry alligator sat.
He looked at many things:
a tree, a boy, a dog, a boat,
a famished bat with wings.
"What shall I eat?" he wondered. "Boys.
can be delicious, true....
and dogs in boats have lousy taste,
and trees are hard to chew."

– two quatrains in ballad meter.
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