Ode to the Cicak

You eat our mosquitoes,

and get into our open bag of Fritos,

When you see us you run, when the kids catch you they have fun

Sometimes you seem so frail,

especially when they catch you and you lose your tail,

You have lived in a house made of Legos,

and if we would have had them you would have wanted our Ego's (hey, it rhymes, ok?)

This morning your situation was not quite right,

and while eating we saw a ghastly sight

Because of a bug in a glass of water left over night

you were overcome by a helpless plight

No longer will you roam on our wall

because into the glass you did fall!