The Orange Lizard

The Orange Lizard

It lay supine
On its hind

Torn from
Tiny hands
Enticed by
Ice-cream cone


Mom’s Fairytale

A good Lizard
Once gave its
Life to save an
Orphan child

Jealous step mother
Ugly as sin
Forced Annie to drink
Poisoned milk

Delighted the hungry
Child stuck out skinny arm
When Good Samaritan
Lizard leapt forward to warn

Drowned in poisoned milk
That flew out of Annie’s grip
She tripped, lizard fell out
Dead, saving girl from it

Chastened Annie, never
Trusted step mom again
Grateful to her savior whom
She tried to revive in vain

Sweet Annie now plays with garden
Lizards, tenderly tending to them
Birds too come for their share
Of her love and innocence

That is why lizards
Now change color
When danger is near
Becoming chameleons dear

(on my way home from work I saw an orange lizard (plastic)on the pavement hence this poem..)

picture from internet


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