As the animal sat there cold at night.
It felt nothing. No pain. No fear.
Just the wait of time upon its lips.
Waiting for the moment to strike.
Lips wet. Stomach Hungry. The beast smiled.
At first he was just a child.
But now he had grown into a 12ft beast.
Whose main mission in life was to feast.
Praying on all that are weak.
A long black streak hiding in the swamp.
Waiting for its victims so he can chomp.
Eat them whole and grow some more.
Until he got really sore.
He had eaten too much food.
Now he was going to die.
He had eaten way too much for lunch.
So now he is going extinct.