High in the trees she’ll spend her days,
‘cos that’s the place she likes to laze
and spend the days of blazing sun;
up on fine branches she can run.
To lay her eggs she’ll come to ground
and when for food she’ll hunt around.
Her colour is like camouflage,
she hides from insects – small and large.
When they get close they’re her next meal.
Warmth from the sun she likes to feel.
About fifty eggs mother Frilled Neck lays,
to hatch they take over a hundred days.
Like a Dragon from days gone by,
this lizard looks like she could fly.
Around her neck, she wears a garland
as on her legs she makes a stand.
Then folded back, it looks so neat,
she scampers off on long-clawed feet.
A unique Australian in our bush
lifts her frill with just one push
to scare away the biggest foe;
her frill goes up – away they go.
That umbrella around her throat,
folds down just like an overcoat.
The Frill Neck Lizard lives right here;
frills so wondrous – ear to ear.
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.
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