Chamaeleon
I came across you in the desert one day
with your big bulging eyes, scaly armour,
don't know why you panicked and turned a dark grey,
since Culture Club sang you were calmer.
I'd love to have seen other colours you do
from sky blue to grass green, muddy brown,
but you crawled round and round on my patterned beach towel
and suffered a nervous breakdown.
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