I am nothing like my mom or dad - maybe I was altered in the womb. Start with an alternative to he she they, then add a James Bond doctor. Next the creator of Star Trek if you knew him well, finish with the opposite of bro, or maybe not so different.

I am not a common word, But I am a common way to get from place to place, More specifically, from rock face to rock face, Or how a bridge may span a gully. My head and tail are a beloved alien, in reverse, My inner is a group of party animals, aglow, And my whole form kinda rhymes with, the line two lines ago.

Though she may be the lone stand on the beach Her stock is always at an arms reach If she ever needs some more She may always check the seashore

Warty hopper, Flies my snack Hypnotic lollipop, Who might lick back I sit and croak, Upon a log, Don't give an F, I'm not a frog

I’m reddish-brown but not a leaf, I’m found in wires and coins beneath. I conduct well, but I’m not alive, What am I that helps circuits thrive?