This lizard's neck looks a bit wobbly
and his digits somewhat knobbly.
His skin's the colour of the soil
in my garden, where I toil
and try to keep my muscles trim...
Help! Am I turning into him?
I have lost the youthful tension
in body parts which I'll not mention,
and years of working in the sun
have tanned my skin. My hair's begun
to resemble his thinning spikes...
a balding process no one likes.
But I'm no lounge lizard, for sure,
for I prefer the great outdoor
delights of trees 'n' plants 'n' flowers -
I can study them for hours,
perched upon some handy seat...
A gardener's life can be real sweet!
Oh this was great fun! You are tops at humorous versification.
ReplyDeleteHumorous versification?
DeleteIt could rock the nation!
I LOVE this!!! What a clever comparison. So much fun. :)
ReplyDeleteA delighful poem!
ReplyDeleteWhat a nifty piece of verse, perfect for the lounging lizard prompt. I picked the iguana photo, too. Fun!
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I SO enjoyed the rhythm and the rhyme of this and that you made him SO human! So fun, thank you!
ReplyDeleteI laughed several times! Glad you have a nice perch to rest your gardener's bum. :)
ReplyDeleteOh I love how you made me smile. I would never have thought of "Lounge Lizard" coming from my photograph. Keep gardening my friend. I love the beauty of sun and earth.
ReplyDeleteSo fun! I love the youthful tension lines, pretty vivid even for parts that remained unmentioned!
ReplyDeleteBig fan here of rhyme and meter....this was very cleverly done. Bravo! Vb
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your sense of humor and love for the garden ~
ReplyDeleteHow sweet ~
A gardeners life is sweet indeed - best bit forward planning from the comfort of a seat.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
What a kick!!!
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