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He crawled out from under the woodpile all brown
and, after a few moments, had turned to a bright shade of green.
I refer to it as "he", because I later saw his female counterpart. As he
popped up and noticed me he tried to frighten me off by bobbing his head
up and down and displaying a bright pink flap of skin from under his
head. But little did he realize,
I am not afraid of pink.