A Metal Lizard

The sound of parrots whistling their songs,
The smell of fresh air, free from the infection of factories,
The feeling of a cool breeze overwhelms you with relaxation,
The sight of a blush, bright green forest filled with liveliness stuns anyone.

One creature stuck out from the bunch,
A creature with a spiky back to discourage predators,
A frilled neck to show dominance over others,
A skin so soft yet so rough.

I must leave my ally,
A friend if you will,
I will always remember,
No matter how long it is.

At my home I still remember,
That magnificent lizard that roamed the jungle,
Before I left I took a treasure,
One that I will remember.