What Am I?

[ Another poem I wrote when I was 9 years old!]

I am an amphibian,

As tiny as can be.

I sit on a little leaf,

Not seen by a flea.


My skin can change colors,

But my underside cannot. 

My favorite thing to do,

Is duplicate a spot.


I sit quietly,

On that tiny leaf.

I finally get my catch;

Mmm, it tastes life beef!


But now I am in danger,

For my enemy is near.

I jump off to safety,

Although no one can hear.