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Meet KT, the clever crocodile, along with his family – MMT and their lively child, RockyT – who live in the hot Po-Bhai Bay. Yearning for cooler weather, KT devises a ridiculous plan for an expedition to the Arctic. “Croc Tales: KT and his gang… a grand trip to the Arctic” narrates their comedic adventures as they transition from heat to chilly terrain, interacting with Arctic creatures and realizing that their expectations may not match reality.

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In Po-Bhai Bay, where the sun does blaze,
Lived KT, the croc, in his cunning ways.
With MMT, his wife, and RockyT, their lad,
Life was tough, but they weren’t feeling sad.

For PooleeceT, TuxT, AnnuT, and TukuT too,
Their family was lively, never feeling blue.
But in the heat of Po-Bhai, they all did sigh,
Dreaming of cooler days, under the Arctic sky.

So KT, with a gleam in his reptilian eye,
Said, “Let’s sail away to where icebergs lie!”
They packed their bags, bid Po-Bhai goodbye,
Off to the Arctic, under the azure sky.

On the cruise, they laughed and danced with glee,
As the icy waves rocked them merrily.
KT tried to sunbathe, but turned all red,
While MMT with sunscreen, covered his head!

On board they found entertainment grand,
With floor dances and music, they took a stand.
Rock shows and karaoke, they rocked the boat,
Even KT’s clumsy moves got a hearty vote!

In the land of frost, they met AlbinoB the Polar bear, so grand,
With FrosticiaB and kids, a merry band.
IcicleB and PopsicleB, full of icy glee,
Joined forces with KT’s crew, oh what a spree!

BlackieS the seal, BlackTP the penguin too,
Danced on ice, under the Arctic blue.
SpeedsterA the albatross, with wings so wide,
Swooped and soared, with Arctic pride.

BlubberW, the Narwhal, with his tusk so long,
Hummed a ballad, the Arctic’s song.
And TransFlierOB the Arctic Tern, in elegant flight,
Added grace to the scene, in pale moonlight.

In Arctic waters, they took a daring dip,
Swimming amidst ice, feeling the chill nip.
But poor KT and family, their scales froze tight,
Crocs turned stiff, in the Arctic’s icy bite!

Yet they laughed and splashed, without a care,
For frozen crocs make for quite a rare affair.
In the end, they warmed up by the fire’s light,
In the Arctic’s embrace, they found delight!

They built snow castles, waged wars with snowballs,
In Arctic’s embrace, they had a ball!
Together they frolicked, in icy chill,
No more sweltering heat, just winter thrill.

In the Arctic’s chill, where snowflakes dance,
Crocs find their haven, a frozen trance.
Amidst the ice, a feast laid grand,
Delicacies served, a wondrous hand.

On crushed ice, Crustaceans gleam,
Moose soup steams, a warming dream.
Caribou cuts, a savory delight,
Paniktak, maktaq, tuktaq in sight.

Berries blush, a crimson hue,
Apples crisp, with morning dew.
In this Arctic land, where cold winds blow,
Crocs dine in splendor, amidst the snow.

In the land of frost, they embraced the chill,
With winter sports, they had their fill.
On frozen lakes, they glided and spun,
AnnuT and TukuT shining under the sun.

With sleds in hand, they conquered snowy hills,
Racing down slopes, feeling thrills and chills.
KT led the pack, his tail a rudder,
While MMT cheered, her spirits aflutter.

PooleeceT and TuxT formed a hockey team,
Their passes precise, their shots a gleam.
Slapshots echoed across the icy rink,
As they chased victory, without a blink.

RockyT soared high on a snowboard ride,
Performing tricks with style and pride.
Through half-pipes and jumps, he soared and flew,
Leaving trails of joy in the Arctic’s view.

BlackTP the penguin joined in the fun,
Spinning and twirling, his dance begun.
On skates of ice, he glided with grace,
A frozen ballet in the Arctic’s embrace.

With laughter and cheers, they filled the air,
Their hearts aglow, without a care.
In the Arctic’s icy grip, they found their might,
Turning winter’s cold into pure delight.

MMT’s words hang in the frigid air,
As frost bites deep, with a chilling glare.
“We yearned for relief from Po-Bhai Bay’s swelter,
But this bitter cold, it’s a merciless welter.

Each layer we don, a battle against the freeze,
Yet still, it seeps in, with an icy tease.
Beneath the stars, we shiver and moan,
In the Arctic’s grip, our bones turned to stone.

With teeth chattering, and breath a misty sigh,
We cling together, under the vast sky.
For warmth in this tundra, we fight tooth and claw,
In the icy embrace of the Arctic’s raw.”

But as dawn breaks, a glimmer of light,
We rise from our frozen, shivering plight.
For ahead lies warmth, in sun-drenched isles,
Where gentle breezes and sandy miles.

With weary limbs and hearts aglow,
We bid farewell to the Arctic’s snow.
For in the Bahamas, a paradise awaits,
Where the sun’s warm embrace, no chill abates.

So we pack our layers, shed them with glee,
As we journey south, to lands so free.
Leaving behind the frost, the bitter cold,
For the promise of warmth, in stories untold.

And as we embark on our voyage anew,
KT the croc, with excitement, in view.
For in each journey, a tale to unfold,
A treasure of memories, precious as gold.

With wanderlust stirring, in KT’s heart,
The thrill of adventure, a work of art.
Across the globe and beyond, we roam,
In search of new wonders, to call home.

Through deserts vast and oceans deep,
Up mountains high, where dreams do leap.
KT’s spirit soars, with each passing mile,
In the joy of travel, a boundless smile.

So onward we go, to horizons unknown,
With KT leading the way, courage shown.
For in the tapestry of life, a story to weave,
In the adventure of travel, we truly believe.

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