Your budgie loves you dearly,
He loves his gilt abode;
He really loves you, clearly,
Abounding love is owed.
You perch-ased him a lovely swing,
He loves to flit and roost,
He loves to swing and do his thing -
His boredom is reduced.
You pamper him, he loves your stroke,
He risks a loving peck;
He nips your finger, that\'s no joke!
But he thinks \'What the heck!\'
Your budgie loves you ~ his best friend ~
And sings and chat\'s with you;
He\'ll be your soulmate to the end
Repaying love that\'s due.
You open out your window wide
He loves the draughty flow;
He breathes the fresh air deep inside
And loves the breezy blow.
You open up his gilded door
To feed him lovely grain;
He loves the open window for
He\'s never seen again.
ASJ