Iggy, My Bearded Dragon

In my house there is a monster, Who’s growing every day, He’s usually quite happy, In his own reptilian way. He often watches TV, He doesn’t care which side, He really looks quite funny When his mouth is open wide. It cools him off when he is hot He does it all the time, Locusts are his favourite treat, He eats them up just fine, He munches and he crunches them, It‘s quite a sight to watch, But even more fascinating Is when he makes a catch. He might be multi-coloured, With prickles on his tough skin, His spiky beard can blacken, And he makes a right old din, I love my friendly monster, Not everyone can say, They have their very own dragon To play with every day.