Survival Tips
smiles, nods with a wink
hides what to see, what to think
squid squirts jet black ink
seems what it can seem
really there, although unseen
chameleon blends in
green tree frog slides down
reeds, tadpoles, wind hasn't blown
safe unto its own
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