Little Anole Lizard

Little Anole Lizard

 

He was an anole I was told

And he was a special case

He could turn grey or brown

With a dewlap he could inflate

 

He caught crickets and spiders

And was a welcomed guest

He spent time in potted plants

Where he could hide and rest

 

The cat was his chief concern

And opposed with tooth and claw

He was the enemy the anole had learned

And pounced on ones he saw

 

Birds also searched for him

And were a danger too

The anole usually got away

Being still without a move

 

When the birds and cat were gone

His dewlap he inflated

It was a beautiful red in the sun

And he proudly demonstrated