A young gentleman asked for a poem about a certain species of gecko. Look it up: it’s fabulous.
Look at me!
Look at me!
I am not exactly shy!
I’m a gecko who’s the colour
Of a bright summer sky!
Though some other lizards like
To be more camouflaged,
Not I!
I’m am bright and I am beautiful!
I’m Lycodactylus Williamsi!
Yes my name is Lycodactylus
Or “twiggyfingers”. You can see
My fingers flex and bend and stick
Like new green shoots upon a tree
But really? That is how you name me?
Honestly it almost shames me
I’m the blue one! Don’t distain me,
Ernest Edward Williams, you reckon you discovered me,
Though I was here for all to see
Before you came and put me in a zoo?
And then you saw my beautiful, amazing, unique hue,
And really named me in your little lizard books
As “Twiggyfingers You”?
And not after the fact that I’m a gecko who is blue?
Well, I’d like to return the favour
You discovered me? Well maybe
I discovered you!
Perhaps your name should henceforth be
Ernest Edward Lizard Who Is Bright, Bright Blue!
Tom Juniper Poetry 