Talk On The Street Poem by Ima Ryma

A pirate with a parrot came
Together walking down the street.
One shoulder the parrot did claim
On the pirate, perched nice and neat.
Both in colors of bright array,
They were quite a sight to behold.
Minding their biz, going their way,
But attracting stares as they strolled.
Out in the sunny day to bask,
The pair walked with vigor and vim.
A passerby happened to ask,
'Beautiful - where did you get him? '

'Found him on the beach in low tide, '
'Pirate's Bay, ' the parrot replied.