One day I met two Geckos br I asked them what they eat, br They said they eat all sorts of bugs br Except for their smelly feet. br br Their toes smell like toe jams br The thought makes them so sick, br So they carefully spit their feet out br Then rest a little bit. br br When rested they go hunting br No bugs are to be found, br So they eat the feet that they spat out br They eat them by the pound. br br Toes don’t taste as bad as they smell br In fact they are a delicacy of sorts, br So they feast on the mound of toes spat out br Along with a bottle of port. br br So the next time when they’re hungry br They remember the wasted toes, br So now they eat the whole darn bug br If they have to they’ll hold their nose.