I walk through the moss and now I’m not just the king of the swamp I am the boss.
Alligators don’t even want to fight me but I’ll fight them later.
Crocodiles just stay away but I’ll conquer them in a while.
Somedays I even prey on the frogs on the lily pads, do you understand that is the worst life I ever had?
I walk around like I’m Shrek, all these creatures run away to protect their neck.
I don’t think anything pleases me more than conquering snakes, it’s almost as pleasing as chasing every predator in the lakes.
I don’t even care about the mud, I’ve made a bigger mess but with my victim’s blood.