Sir Christopher Croc II is, as you may have already guessed, a crocodile. He's very English (for he was born in Yorkshire) and very proper (for he is, after all, a lord) and he knows you should never laugh while sipping brandy after dining in Buckingham Palace because it comes out of your nose and the Queen does not have that good a sense of humor.
Sir Christopher Croc II is a kind and gentle soul. His great-grandfather once ate the hand of a mean man called Captain Hook, but that was long ago and he had a tummy ache and never ate anybody again.
Sir Christopher Croc II drinks tea and reads big fat books. He goes for long walks late at night when the streets are empty, because people tend to be a little afraid of him, despite his big smile (or because of it).
Now, people have pets, right? Sometimes they have a dog, or a cat, or a bird, or a fish, or a turtle. Crocodiles have pet people. Sir Christopher Croc II has a pet little girl.
He watches over her and tells her crocodile stories and tap dances for her and makes her laugh. She's not afraid of his bulgy eyes or his long, strong tail. In her sleep, she reaches out, grabs him by the nose and cuddles up to him, her binky hanging from her half-opened little mouth. Sir Christopher Croc II sighs contentedly and goes back to sleep. He's never been so happy.
Sir Christopher Croc II is a kind and gentle soul. His great-grandfather once ate the hand of a mean man called Captain Hook, but that was long ago and he had a tummy ache and never ate anybody again.
Sir Christopher Croc II drinks tea and reads big fat books. He goes for long walks late at night when the streets are empty, because people tend to be a little afraid of him, despite his big smile (or because of it).
Now, people have pets, right? Sometimes they have a dog, or a cat, or a bird, or a fish, or a turtle. Crocodiles have pet people. Sir Christopher Croc II has a pet little girl.
He watches over her and tells her crocodile stories and tap dances for her and makes her laugh. She's not afraid of his bulgy eyes or his long, strong tail. In her sleep, she reaches out, grabs him by the nose and cuddles up to him, her binky hanging from her half-opened little mouth. Sir Christopher Croc II sighs contentedly and goes back to sleep. He's never been so happy.
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