Sunday, September 14, 2008

130. Iguana Illness

(This poem was inspired by ABC WEDNESDAY: letter I. )


If an iguana ate an insect
 And in an instant it felt ill
 Where could that sick iguana go
 If searching for a pill?
Injections aren't too likely
 And there's nothing to inhale;
It must simply fight infection
With a wiggle of its tail.
It might find relief in Italy
Or even Instambul
But if it sought an island
It might find that it was full!
It might grow quite impatient
With no instant help in view!
It must simply lie immobile
Till once more it feels like new!