Lizard Push-Ups!

Every single day, 
The lizards come out
Of their cinderblock homes
And whip their tails about. 
To the tops of the walls, 
They run to where it’s bright,
And warm their little scales, 
While doing push-ups in the light. 
Every time they do it, 
I have to stop and stare. 
Why do they do the pushups? 
I must know, it isn’t fair. 
Are they challenging me to a scuffle? 
Like, what’s up, bro? Want to fight? 
Or are they asking if I want to
Go work out? That might be right. 
I guess it’s also possible, a
Dragon’s ransacking their kingdom. 
And they need some urgent help
From a human boy named Stephen!
One day I swear that I shall learn, 
The secret of the lizards. 
Push up, push down, it matters not. 
This promise will be delivered!

Tags: Poetry, lizard push-ups, fantasy