This little dude, Lokie, has been sharing my dressing room this week.And I'd way prefer Lokie over this little dude sharing my dressing room, I must say.
Lokie belongs to one of the cast members and has been busy all week eating my socks, kissing me as much as
humanly dogly possible, and altogether being really excited about life in general.
They look plenty comfortable and I am not even totally sure the big guy knows about the freeloader on his back.
They don't belong in any place
Their secret they can't hide
Its printed on their face
I never thought I'd plead
For half-breeds from a land that's torn
But then I saw a camp for lizards
Whose crime was being born
They're called Legless Lizards
The dust of life
Concieved in hell
And born in strife
We owe them venom, and the ability to slither -
Or at least the legs they never knew
Because we know
Deep in our hearts
That they are all
Our lizards too