The Echo and the Gecko
There once lived a cute gecko
who loved to hear its voice echo.
Each morning it would crow
a chirp hoping it would attract a beau.
One evening an elderly gecko
told her to go where the waters flow.
The little gecko decided to follow
the water down the river below.
She yelled so loud that she scared a crow.
Annoyed with her the crow became her foe.
He tried to pierce her with his beak like an arrow.
That day the gecko learned that a loud echo
is not the way to attract a beau.
The next day the young gecko
lowered her voice to sound mellow.
A nearby deer thought she was a doe
and decided she will be his beau.
So the little gecko realized mellow
can be misconstrued as trouble’s hello.
Now the gecko took shelter in a nearby bungalow.
The homemaker told her to try wearing a calico
scarf hoping she would stand out like a cameo.
She thanked the lady and began to go
down the walls of the bungalow.
She slid and shed her skin as one folio.
She said: only a fool and a loco
strays from his nature into the limbo.
Skinless as she was, the gecko
was easy to spot looking so indigo.
A wise frog saw her by the lido
and told her why don’t you try to be solo?
I can’t have babies on my own you know!
I know a gecko who populated an island solo
said the wise frog. It’s a curio I know.
Feeling hopeful the little gecko
decided to go home enough with dido.
Half way up the valley a gecko so cremello
smiled at her and cooed a loud echo.
Where are you going beautiful? Need a beau?
So the gecko realized voices can be loud or low
similar or different but only a true solo
voice can give a gecko her beau.
People may give you advice from different experiences, motives, backgrounds, and exposures. Listening helps diversify your probability and risk omega set but only your voice counts because only your voice knows what you need.