by Scott Hooper
From "Zoo Break! Travelin' Light"

I’m the Number One Gecko—silver tongue and a mojo!
On walkabout, you know—when you travel with me—
We’ll bask in the moonglow—every night with a star show.
Every day with a rainbow—where a gecko should be!

Mama tenderly told me, “My Number One of nine,
Please watch your brothers and sisters, and keep them right in line.”
They all grew up to be geckos—so naturally refined!
I knew they would from the get-go, and they’re all doin’ fine!

I’m the Number One Gecko—silver tongue and a mojo!
On walkabout, you know—when you travel with me—
We’ll bask in the moonglow—every night with a star show.
Every day with a rainbow—where a gecko should be!

On walkabout in the Outback—I feel so much alive!
I like to bring a big pouch back—of crickets, grubs, and flies.
Of course, they’re very nutritious, and everybody thrives—
Declaring, “These are delicious! Hey, Number One! Gimme five!”

I love lazily lounging—to sing my melody.
The geckos gleefully gather—and join right in with me.
And when I start on my solo, from every rock and tree—
Through the forest they echo—in gecko harmony!

I’m the Number One Gecko—silver tongue and a mojo!
On walkabout, you know—when you travel with me—
We’ll bask in the moonglow—every night with a star show.
Every day with a rainbow—where a gecko should be!

© 2009 Scott Hooper
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