I wanna train my reptile...
So active in the sun...
Such scintillating colours
Such a flicking..anxious tongue
Smelling.. all the moods about
Sensing..all the plays
Wary..scary..hidden.. shining
Always.. in the darkest way
Funny..bout these reptiles
Once In the cold..they seek the warmth
Holding.. to the shoulders arm
Both smiling..in relief
But...who can tell..
With all those teeth
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Author:
James Perrin (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 28th, 2025 00:37
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Comments3
A fun read by itself and although it may not be intended it can be a metaphor as well for certain people. Nicely done
Well...I don't know any reptiles...so it's probably about humans
Close enough.
An entertaining and fun read which could easily relate to people as well , and probably does, enjoyed the read
An interesting read with great rhyme and rhythm. Excellent write.
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