Walking into her living room she finds a lizard and other reptiles
and insects there. She’s frightened of the lizard since it’s large
and still growing. So she calls her small daughter who comes with pleasure
to get the creatures out of the house: she treats the lizard as a pet
talking to it and stroking it while it grows a different head
brightly coloured like a tropical parrot, a wondrous thing.
This poem is part of the Tuesday Poem Scheme