You can’t miss a camel,
It’s big and it smells,
It harrumphs and slobbers
And slurps at the wells;
Chameleon, tiny,
Stands still on a twig
And changes its colors
Like changing a wig.
The problem I have though
Is how to pronounce
It’s name, while it’s fading
Yet ready to pounce.
One only eats veggies
And looks like a frump;
The other eats insects
But both have a hump!
LRH
August 30,2009
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