.3. Our Parrot Poem by David Threadgold

Our parrots got an attitude
Bright yellow, green and red
It’s not so much the things he does
It’s more the things he’s said

Sat in his cage the other day
As Mum talked to our vicars
When all at once the parrot said
He’d seen my Mothers Knickers

We’ve tried our best to stop him
Bought toys to fill his cage
But every time he ring's his bell
He goes off in a rage


© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes