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Reptile Love

Your skin changes color
What a marvelous tongue
You warm me all over
When we’re sitting in the sun

Your nictitating membrane
Really makes me wanna sin
When you slither all around me
You know I always shed my skin

We could raise a brood of geckos
On grasshoppers and kale
Dig a hole for your eggs, dear
I’ll even grow a new tail

If you’ll be my little mamba
I’ll be a happy crocodile
Fending off a thousand vipers
Just to see your scaly smile

By Richard W. Bray

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