Nature is a wondrous thing

For every creature there’s a space

And that includes the human race.

 

Butterflies and birds and bees

Are happiest in flowers and trees,

But, little lizards in the garden

Without the slightest beg-your-pardon

Somehow, get under my front door,

Play hide-and-seek across the floor.

 

The gecko is the lizard’s cousin –

Are they breeding by the dozen?

One wants to live so close to me,

Why can’t it settle for a tree?

 

It’s dwelling now on my verandah,

It’s got my dander up and running,

The creature is so very cunning,

And making life a little hard

By leaving me its calling card.