Because in New Orleans, you either ride a gator or the gator eats you
Blue One argued with Blue Two that the Gator is not for you.
Blue One wanted to ride. Blue Two said pooh on your pride.
If you get astride, I'll not abide, but go straight home and tell Mama what you've done.
If I can't have fun, then neither will you, insisting that they both stay sadly blue.
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