A cave, in the face of the cliff
Like a mouth, wild and mad,
Snarling like a demon
Across the barren land
From where a wind blew
Into the cavernous mouth
and howled like a Ghost
Calling out in despair
I have a very unusual pet He’s a Madagascan Chameleon But he can’t change colour As he has a reptile dysfunction
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