The Lizard Market

A.D. Small

The Lizard Market

 

Prompt: Lizard's Need Love Too!!!

 

Sam's Tail Part: 3

 

So I got moved into my new pad

it's right off the lake 

Living here is not so bad

But it's so lonely when I wake

So, I'm thinking, about putting myself on the market

I'm tired of being solo

But finding a girl these days ain't spit

They all be rocking that yolo

My cousin Jim, keeps trying to play matchmaker

He says, your only a young lizard once

But I haven't found the right taker

And I've been through a bunch

I thought about logging on to, "Lizard's Only"

But I'm afraid of what I'll find

Damn, this lizard's, tired of being lonely

But these girls are out of there minds

I decided to forget about my troubles at the bar

So I drove out to the Lilly Pad

I didn't have to travel far

Before I started to feel sad

I ordered another shot

Lost in my troubled brain

It hit my stomach like boiling rot

I must be going insane

I ran out of the bar to hail a taxi

It was pouring down cold, white rain

A girl ran out in front of me

Her idea must have been the same

She said, oh, I'm sorry, you take this one  

I can definitely wait

I said ,sharing one could be fun

Then neither one of us will be late

The air smelled of stale perfume

The cab was nice and warm

There was plenty of room

To contain this quiet storm

She said her name was Daisy

Like the wildflower

She was wide open and free

Like a June spring shower

I pulled up to my spot and whispered goodbye

She said, hey, can I call u sometime

I would love to see you again

My heart, jumped out of this rhyme

I just looked at her and grinned

Fate got delivered by a taxi

On a rainy night in June

This must be destiny

I guess we'll find out soon

 

A.D Small

June 2, 2024 

  • Author: A.D. Small (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 29th, 2024 09:55
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