David Harris

Silver Star - 3,137 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Talk Bird Talk - Poem by David Harris

Bought a parrot
from the corner shop,
the salesman told me
it would talk,
but all the ruddy thing
can do is squawk.

I got it a mate,
thought that would help.
Help. Huh!
The ruddy thing
only laid me an egg.

Talk bird, talk
and pack in
that melodic squawk,
your driving me crazy
so talk bird talk.

(This bit of nonsense was written
in the late 1960’s exact date unknown)

Comments about Talk Bird Talk by David Harris

  • Rookie Andrew mark Wilkinson (4/17/2008 4:13:00 PM)

    My friends parrot is just a scream, shouts out things Obscene, get your t***out he screams, well can you imagine the scene.. Andy 10 (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 0 Points JoAnn McGrath (4/12/2008 8:20:00 PM)

    least you picked the one that didn't say the dirty words...: O) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 12, 2008

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