The crocodile gazed up at the zebra and wondered if it was worth it. He knew that right now the zebra didn't know for certain that he was a crocodile, also there was no way that zebra could be Al Jolsen.
"Your half right" said the crocodile as he jumped up and bit the zebra in the neck.
Blood mixed gently with the murky, muddy, waters of the Serengeti watering hole.
Later a human drove by and shot the crocodile.
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