Little lizard...

...on the floor, please don’t bite me toe.

Little grey lizard, two inches, you look so scary at night with you stripy black tail.

Shoo, g’wan, go on, go ‘way. When me was a li’l gyal, people say that if a lizard bite me, it ain’t letting go ‘til thunder roll.

But the way things goin’ with this weather, it don’t look like no boomin’ and rollin’ in the sky gon happen soon…so go on, find you own home, leave me alone.

Ha, I know, I know, I can squash you with one toe. But fears, me dear, ain’t that easy to un-learn, and in one weak second can return quick and burn.

Psst, little grey lizzie, I ain’t really scared o’ you, was just the memory of fear trying to come back, taunting me...but if you want the truth, I rather be nervous around you than be afraid of things like...



...awk...go awayyyy...