Juana, the Iguana By Rob S. Rice Juana, the green iguana, She's the toast of all Guyana. When the people see her They all send up a cheer! None would ever flee her, They'll hope that she'll appear! They wait for Juana, the green iguana She's among their favorite fauna. Some folks are fond of boas, Or other kinds of snakes. What Juana lets them know is They've all made big mistakes! They cheer for Juana, the green iguana. In the shower, or the sauna. She's a scaley beauty, From her tail to her spines, She's a lizard cutey, No man of taste maligns The lovely Juana, the green iguana, Less hair than Sinead O'Connor. True, that as a singer, Juana won't have much hope, But it's safe to bring her To go and meet the pope! He'll just bless Juana, the green iguana. Out in Spain, they call her do¤a! They're glad to hide the breakables When Juana's in the room. Of all unmistakeables, Juana's the one in bloom! Come and meet Juana, the green iguana, A match for a piranha. She's not the type to bungle However hot it gets, In the steamy jungle Juana just never sweats! We all love Juana, the green iguana, Meeting her's an honor. When she once had lunch with me I had to write this ballad, It was not a crunch for me To let her have my salad! It's for Juana, the green iguana. No one would want to pawn her. When she's on the movie screen The critics bob their heads, She's the scaley lizard queen, Even at times she sheds! Goodbybe to Juana, the green iguana. I must quit, but I don't wanna. I've got so much more to say, But that is how it goes, When you think she's gone away You feel the pointy toes That hold up Juana, the Green Iguana...