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Out Cold

As Winter was approaching
Lizard felt chill in the air.
Being so cold-blooded
She needed to prepare.

She wasn't like the mammals-
Their body heat came from inside.
Instead she was affected
By the temperature outside.

In Summer she stayed warm
With the strong heat of the sun.
But she would feel so cold
Once the Autumn had begun.

Every year she searched
For a place to warm her bones.
So into a hole she'd go
Or find some sun-warmed stones.

But Winter was so pretty-
There was so much fun to do!
She'd maybe learn to ski
Or try out new snowshoes.

The white blanket that covered
All the land and all the trees
Was beautiful and peaceful,
Despite the low degrees.

So this year would be different.
She would try a brand new plan.
She'd need to find a way
To stay warm in the cold land.

It was still mid-Autumn,
She had time to plot her course
And begin her search
For a portable heat source.

The first idea that came
Was to carry a bright torch.
She found an old matchstick,
But her fingers it did scorch.

She was deep in thought,
Her eyes would wink and blink.
Then the idea hit her!
Warm her food and drink!

She built a little fire
And on she put the kettle-
Warming all her water
Within the heated metal.

But she found this did not work.
It dawned on her right when
She had become so full
And she got cold again.

"I can't drink another drop!"
She said with a sad frown.
"The chill is back before
Any more food will go down!"

"This blanket is so warm
But it gets in my way.
Could I figure out 
Something in which to play?"

So she created a Plan C-
This one will surely work!
It was based on science!
She read it in a book!

The heavy blanket, so comfy,
Was for home, the perfect form.
But what to wear outside
That was lightweight but still warm?

Well, Bees can use their muscles
To generate some heat.
Through movement and vibration
Cold conditions they can beat!

So she made a coat
With two layers out of leaves.
And inside this new jacket
She would keep fluttering Bees!

Lizard gathered many
Within just a few hours,
Using the sweet perfume
Of some collected flowers.

She put the jacket on
With a relieved, long sigh.
She felt happy and excited
As her temperature did rise!

But the Bee filled coat
Off she had to fling.
The Bees were none too happy
And they began to sting!

Off she walked, dejected.
Upset she'd never know
What Winter would be like,
And her tears began to flow.

She was sitting near a farm
With a flock of fluffy Sheep.
One of the Ewes came by,
Asking her why she would weep?

Lizard told her tale,
Full of sad emotion.
The Sheep told her, "Don't worry!
I have a brilliant notion!"

The Ewe rubbed on a tree
And some of her wool stuck.
"Take this to keep you warm!
I wish you the best of luck!"

Lizard thanked the Sheep
And took the ball of wool.
She walked back to her home
And her heart was very full.

Here with some pine needles,
She knit a little sweater.
She knew at once that this
Idea would work much better!

With her new warm sweater
She had the best of Wintertimes!
She enjoyed her first hot cocoa,
And sled down high hills she would climb!

She made some pretty ice skates
With some razor blades she found,
And trekked with her new snowshoes
Over newly powdered ground.

So now you understand,
It's not such an odd thing
When you see walking around
Lizard in Sheep's clothing.


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