Ecdysis

He walked and he crept,
throughout most nights,
often giving a passerby a fright.

Down in the alley,
and past the storefronts,
he left many signs that he was here,
loose skin and loose hair.

The town began to writhe in fear,
'what's that smell in the air?'

It was pure despair.
The scaley monster,
as he's known in the town,
is about to burn the whole place down.

On a warm Sunday night,
the church lights were bright,
and the lizard man, with a new skin,
lit the barbeque again.

The townspeople now trapped,
burning and screaming,
the scaley street man preparing for a feast.

Got out the cabobs and began a tasty feat.
The man now free to roam all the streets,
during the day, feeling the sun,
he got a good meal and now he's won.

No more hiding, sneaking and crawling,
just pure basking in what the man had done.