A few weeks ago we were having dinner with friends. Someone was describing the wild behavior of a cat they knew who used to chase geckos at his mother's house in Hawaii. I commented that the word gecko sounded like some kind of therapy, Gecko Therapy. We found this hilarious. So of course I had to write a poem about it. . .
Gecko Therapy If you think a gecko is just a toad with a tail And armadillos are members of the NRA Or that broncos live in the Bronx, You might need Gecko Therapy! If you think a casino is a financial institution And a gazebo is place to observe zebes Or that a kimono is just one Kim You might need Gecko Therapy ! If you think the hero is the guy with the oars And potatoes are the digits of pots Or torpedoes are sleepy explosives You might need Gecko Therapy ! If you think avocado is a suitable color for appliances And that a buffalo is a really fit bison Or that innuendoes work at the United Nations You might need Gecko Therapy ! If you think dodos are living with Elvis And that dominos want to take over the world Or infernos are conclusions about schnozzles You might need Gecko Therapy !
(My response to almost anything ! )