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Petey's Magical Lizard

In the tall grass there lived a lizard.
His special powers were of a wizard.
If you held him in your hand awhile
he'd change his color and make you smile.

A little fellow name of Petey
was thought to be a real sweetie.
When his mama sent him out to play
he'd run across the fields all day.

One day when he was busy exploring
he thought he heard somebody snoring.
Looking down he spotted the lizard-
the colorful one who was a wizard.

It was lying feet in the air
and gave young Petey quite a scare.
Come to find out it was sleeping.
In these fields his bed was keeping.

Petey picked it up and said
"I think I will name you Fred"
To his surprise the lizard talked
then got up on his legs and walked.

It said " you see I am a wizard
I'm not your ordinary lizard!"
It walked a couple of inches and stopped
then into the air it jumped and hopped.

Petey was amazed and happy
and wanted to go tell his pappy.
But the lizard spoke and said "don't tell.
It's our secret and just as well.

If others knew I couldn't stay.
They'd want to put me on display.
Then I would lose my happy home
and no longer be free to roam."

Reluctantly Petey agreed
and the lizard's wishes he did heed.
So home he went without his new friend;
never did he anyone send

to see this magical talking lizard
with powers like that of a wizard.


for contest"Tell Me A Story"
sponsored by Heather Secrest

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 4/22/2014 5:09:00 AM
such a lovely story Deb good pen congrats on placing hugs
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Date: 4/21/2014 11:38:00 PM
Deb, congratulations on placing in the contest! I think your lizard lives in my hay barn. Saw one today and could almost touch him. RAY
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