Bragging Iguana Was On My Last Nerve
The bragging iguana was on my last nerve.
He ran into a cloud after he took a fast swerve.
He’s such a show off! For an inventor I said.
He had invented a tea kettle hot air balloon bed.
His invention traveled all over the meadow today.
Some easily influenced children were shouting hooray.
I was annoyed by his attitude; he is all puffed up and proud.
I was angry with all of them, as they cheered really loud.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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