Peanut Poem by Ima Ryma

Peanut, the parrot, smelled the smoke,
Saw that the humans were asleep,
Knew that it was no time to choke,
That it would take more than a peep.
Peanut went through his memory
Of what kind of sound it would take
To rouse these humans quite quickly
And not burn up, for pity's sake.
Peanut parroted the alarm
He'd heard the humans test before.
He did it shrill. It did the charm.
A happy ending was in store.

Peanut gave his all to be heard.
Kudos should be given the bird.