4 acessos
A chameleon changes colors
When it wishes to,
From brown to black and back again--
To almost any hue.
It blends in with the grass or leaves
Or with a red brick wall;
Unlike those that run away
Or roll into a ball
A chameleon is a lizard.
Some imitate their ways;
Changing like the fashions,
The things they do and say.
If chameleons could speak
Perhaps they'd change their points of view,
And then you'd have to wonder who
Was imitating who