A Parrot

Oh to be a parrot!
Sure there’s a brain in your head,
but you only need to use it
when words must be said.
With feathers bright and colourful
and beak so sharp and strong,
wouldn’t it be wonderful
if you could sing a song?

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JC Sulzenko

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