The Smoker Parrot Poem by John Shaw Neilson

The Smoker Parrot

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He has the full moon on his breast,
The moonbeams are about hs wing;
He has the colours of a king.
I see him floating unto rest
When all eyes wearily go west,
And the warm winds are quieting.
The moonbeams are about his wing:
He has the full moon on his breast.

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John Shaw Neilson

Penola, South Australia
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