Hey you. Stop, and take a good look at me.
I am your iggy, your friend, and all I should be.
Yes, I do realize that I am scaly and green.
And sure, sometimes I can even seem to be mean,
because, hey, I have feelings too.
You brought me home from that bad pet store.
Then you must have thrown all good sense out the door.
Because you nearly killed me with all the wrong diet.
But I fought hard for my life, with all of my might,
because, hey, I have feelings too.
I once was happy, with a loving mate,
But now, through my grief, I wonder about their fate.
Are they settled, or are they being passed around.
Or can I hope that have found some place safe and sound,
because, hey, I have feelings too.
Hey, look at this new guy, that I don't like.
With such a perfect tail, and all those perfect spikes.
I am sadden that his worth is now more than mine.
Don't you know that my body shows the harsh test of time,
because, hey, I have feelings too.
I was once so small, and had room to roam.
But now that I am big, I often hear you groan.
You hope I'll find a new home, and be on my way.
I am so hurt, I just feel like running away,
because, hey, I have feelings too.
Now I stop, and take a good look at you.
I wonder if your feelings could ever be true.
Will this be the place where I will finally stay.
Or am I destined to be just a through-a-way,
because, hey, I have feelings too.
It is Midy's belief that the above poem was not written by just one iguana, but by a joint effort between several iguanas. Please, before you take an iguana into your home, make sure that you are ready to make a commitment for the rest of its life. It is true that iguanas have feelings too.
© 1999 midy@newmail.net
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