Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Your Alligator Shoes

I saw you come walking toward me.

Fancy alligator shoes, you

Wore were first of you I did see,

And the old instincts in me grew,

That you and I were gonna meet,

And one of us the blues would get.

I started with your well shoed feet.

More I went up, more you did fret,

As more and more of you went down,

Till just your head left after while.

Upon your face a real sad frown,

Upon my face a happy smile.

And then this crocodile did choose

To wear your alligator shoes.