The Parrot Man Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

In a surburban town there was a street fellow
he was a poet of sorts… folks were entertained
by his unusual flair for metaphors that he bellowed
In his backpack… an exotic bird…securely detained

On a good day…the parrot was allowed to see the sun
People threw coins into a cup to improve the duo's stay
slim takings…enough for a coffee and a cinnamon bun
No food for the loyal parrot… so he tried to fly away

The man became infuriated and grabbed Polly by the neck
Listen you dumb idiot, wise up…with me you will remain
stuffing the parrot into his backpack…receiving a sharp peck
Whereupon feathers flew… as the angry man complained

Drawing attention from shocked observers…police were called
Arriving pronto to the scene…what happened here they asked
The owner explained he was only disciplining as he recalled
The dazed wounded bird was taken to a shelter very fast

After some investigating it was found that the man has a history
of domestic violence… his M. O. was to threaten and terrify
He landed in the clink… the charges are adding up quickly
The parrot is recovering nicely, waiting for a court date to testify

10/25/2010