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Wednesday, 23 February 2011

Lizard

Sinister lizard, wagging your tail
Locked up behind bars, dwelling in jail
Eyes raised, cut through the windows
Contemplating silently, plotting against your foes

Sinister lizard, your blood is so cold
Sat outside in the sun, put your plans on hold
Take in the sun, feel your skin warm
Look at me now, watch me mourn

Graham

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