The Crocodile

“Mind over matter,”

exclaimed Mr. John

—Geraldine McCarrghean

Peter Pan in Scarlet

There was no cure—

Fro the outbreak of

Unwanted Dreams

All the boys were—

Waking up with

War Paint on faces

There was no—

Ministry of Dreams

No Dept of Nightmares

The only solution—

Was lots of black

Coffee all the time

Mermaids, lagoons—

Rain had been twisting

In the Sky like Snakes

When the Crocodile—

Showed up Snapping

That was the End