Percy the Parrot, so pompous and proud,
perched on his perch and he proclaimed aloud,
“I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again,
women will never be equal to men.”
He gazed in his mirror and he was entranced.
He preened and he postured, and preached as he pranced,
“I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again
women will never be equal to men”
Until one fine day, he awoke from his rest
to find a large egg snuggled close to his breast;
at which time poor Percy grew quite melancholy.
He wasn’t a Percy at all, but a Polly!
No more would such crudities come from her beak.
She never could find any spare time to speak,
no more would she mutter in masculine rage.
For she was too busy, just cleaning her cage!
I used to have a parrot Thomas, but we didn't know if it was male or female. Sadly, he/she died of a heart problem. He/she didn't talk much so I guess it must have been male, by male chauvinistic standards at least! ! Love the poem, great alliteration.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a major social, physical and medical dilemma is expressed in the parrot story...we, human, can overcome this issue, but don't know when...Thank you for sharing, Thomas..