The chameleon <br />leaned on the lamp post <br />His designer face <br />smooth as sherbet ice cream <br />aimed at me long-lashed eyes; <br />expectant. <br />I could not help nature's response <br />and stared longer than permitted <br />etiquette. <br />The reptile gaze <br />reminded me of a maze; <br />a fisherman's bait, <br />I did not take the nip <br />poisoned.<br /><br />Birgitta Heikka<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/decoys/
