A scratch on the floor left me unsure then a knock on the door
I opened it wide but he was already inside so smooth he did slide
Said I could invite him in at least, came for a feast this scaley beast
Spoke with forked tongue although young, quite the tale he flung
Before I could prepare sat in my chair awaiting his fare with a glare
Acted quite tame so asked his name, said it was one of fame
Without his disguise I didn't recognize his pot belly or wrinkled eyes
Couch as a sleigh he commandeered into the shadow disappeared
Wasn't long before he was back at the door, impossible to ignore
Left his hat, wondered where it was at
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: December 4th, 2025 03:13
- Comment from author about the poem: The other day I heard a scratching noise. I got up and went to the door. As I opened it a two foot monitor lizard skuttled across my floor. He had been hiding behind my drapes. Don't know how he got in. Got up on my chair so I went to get a stick to prod him out. When I got back he had left. I closed the door but before I knew it he was back scratching on the door as if he had forgotten something. Being the season I wondered if he was St. Nick in disguise.
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Great poem, I definitely thought of Santa Clause LOL. I’m a sucker for rhyming
Thank you so much Demar for your review and comment it is most appreciated
Good write SB. I thought it was a cat at first, unaccustomed as we are to lizards visiting us in the UK! lol. I would check our cellar (if we had one) to see if any lizards got it.
Thanks Orchi appreciate the read and comment. Yes the cellar that reminded me of seller I wonder if I could find anyone to sell her, no probably not it was a he. Christmas make me go daft.
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