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| Lizards scurry off the trail To avoid the tread of man. As he nears their bodies quail And they have to change their plan. They were having so much fun Ere the interruption came! Resting in the morning sun, Ready for a little game. We, like they, must cut and run When a danger looms ahead. Then the party's quickly done And we flee with heavy tread. | ||
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