Ode to the Skink

(I thought you might enjoy the poem our family composed while excitedly overwhelming Daddy with the details of their discovery yesterday. Our family has this corny habit of rhyming silly thoughts. Each person makes their unique contribution. Enjoy!)

We found a skink.
We named her Tink.
Her tail had a kink.
She dressed in pink mink
At the skating rink.

She caused a stink!
And crawled into a sink.
We saw her shrink!
We heard kerrrplink!
That was the end of our pink skink.

:)