VIII Then the copters sprayed, and we lost our appetite.
Now we laze away the days, we snooze the balmy night.
For every roach we eat, though they do taste yummy,
Adds DDT to our little lizard tummy,
And makes our tiny nervous systems sluggish and slow.
We geckoes – leaping lizards! – got no get-up-and-go.
     It’s true we’re not dying of DDT,
     But a slooow gecko ain’t nooo gecko,
     as the caterpillars can plainly see.
We watch them eating roof beams like there’s no tomorrow,
While we lizards hold our tummies in pain and sorrow.



At night the caterpillars and the roaches
walk right up to us and say, Buenas Noches.

 

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