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Click hereBetsy
like to bask in the sun
she was very, very old
and didn't hardly run...
...any more!
a solid part of our community
I waved at her almost,
daily
till this morning
she wasn't there
I didn't fret
cause I have missed her
a few times
this year
till I saw Mrs. Johnson
wearing a string of tears
"They killed Ole Betsy yesterday"
she exclaimed
wobbling
in her old
and frail 'body' frame
I saw red
anger over took me
"Who killed her!"
I began questioning
Some hunters
come up from the big city
for the weekend
the opening
of hunting season
It was mid afternoon
three city slickers
were joy riding
they came around the bend
saw ole Betsy
and shot her dead
They went to town bragging
that
'they had done a great deed'
some one called the police,
instantly
they were not arrested
they were given
a fine in a ticket
their guns taken away
they won't be allowed to hunt
for 3 years,
they say!
It really just jerks my chain
those who can not refrain
when a gun is put in their hand
shooting every thing on water or land
including Ole Betsy
the 11 foot 'local' Alligator
that kept to herself
most of the time
I use to toss her,
whole chickens
swallowed in one gulp
she would wink a 'thank you'
yes, she was old
and`didn't have many teeth left anyway
but...
...they killed Ole Betsy yesterday!
in the everglades a couple years ago...I saw gators on a daily basis..I saw old crackers kill gators in the canals for food on air boats and such..I saw a huge one eat the neighbors jack russell was scary...I have a respect for gators...and if you feed them they loose their fear of humans..and are all the more dangerous..so be care ok...sorry Ole betsy is gone...blue