Lizard Catching

Small palms open, lurking

near to calm or lure the

lizard lazing, careless

of her rapt attention.

And she tiptoes closer.

When it stirs, she lunges–

shrieking as she springs,

but the lizard scurries

through her little fingers,

ducking down a hole to

hide from her advances

Eager eyes peer down to

catch the lizard peeking.

Small hands linger at the

hiding hole, waiting there to

pounce and snatch his tail.



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