Wednesday, March 16, 2022 Of Geckos and Raccoons

Do you think you’d ever find a raccoon and a gecko living in the same area? I asked Mr. Google that question and it turns out that Mr. Google doesn’t know everything. Or maybe that question has never come up. But since I’ve been painting them in my watercolor class and had been thinking poetic thoughts about them, I wanted to know.

I personally think the raccoon on the top looks more like a dead pig with strange markings.

The raccoon took a nap on a stump.
What a pleasingly plump little lump!
It dreamed of strange calls and echos,
Of little green lizards called geckos.

He awakened and suddenly froze,
For a gecko was perched on his nose.
“Get up, my fine masked fellow –
The moon is full and yellow
!

We’ve got an assignment to do
Before this night is through –
With your mask and my light feet
We can get ourselves something to eat!”

The raccoon opened his mouth wide
And tucked the gecko inside.
He swallowed it whole and burped,
Saying “Thank you, now what’s for dessert?”

Mr. Google should have warned me about what happens when raccoons and geckos meet in the night under a full moon. Now look what happened!

I’ll probably delete this in the morning…or maybe during the night under a full moon.

6 thoughts on “Wednesday, March 16, 2022 Of Geckos and Raccoons

  1. Hi Lynnie!
    Oh, the poor little (yet tasty..) Gecko!
    Drop everything right now (or at least after dinner) and illustrate your delightful poem-story – a drawing (or two) for each stanza. In my imagination I envision the final stanza
    as follows; the blur of green as the friendly (and far too trusting) Gecko disappears into the dark void of the Raccoon’s gaping maw, and then the Gecko’s tail gives a little shimmy and, “Poof!”…he’s gone! The next illustration is the Raccoon licking his little paws (as Raccoons are wont to do), and there is a word bubble over his head: “Thank-you – now what’s for dessert..?” Definitely edgy enough to meet current publication standards..!

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