bougt myself a parrot all he did was curse
every single day the swearing it got worse
the vicar he came around for his cup of tea
hoping that the parrot quiet he would be
then the parrot started he began to swear
the vicar he went red as he was sitting there
i was so embarresd didnt know what to say
vicar he walked out said call another day
next time the vicar came took the parrot up the stair
covered up his cage so he wouldnt swear
he was very quiet till the vicar he had gone
when i took his cover of is swearing carried on
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Author:
jim56 (
Offline) - Published: January 18th, 2022 06:46
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I'm thinking the vicar owned the parrot at some point, and tried to sermon him. That's enough to make you swear.
a fun read, thank you
(I stay clear of parrot's
they listen, a little - too well
for me to relax around em) lol
LOL what a cute and humorous rhyme! made me smile so big! 🙂
I love this parrot.
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