The lizard burped. The light was left on all night. Flies flocked to it. He had a sumptuous dinner. Long legs, short wings, crispy beetles... everything that was fooled by the light was there. He summed up his dinner with a dainty mayfly. He was upset when the sun came up. Now he will have to wait for another night when the light stays on till morning.
All the rants and raves from a brain that has endured decades of anthropological abuse.
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