my friend she had a parrot and gave the bird to me
said that he could talk and would keep me company
i took him home with me in his parrot cage
guess he didnt like it he began to rage
he began to swear till the air went blue
some words he was using were some i never knew
i was so embaressed i started turning red
i didnt know he swore my friend she never said
maybe that was why she gave the bird to me
from the cursing bird at last she would be free
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Maybe he learned the curse words from your friend. Maybe you can teach him to recite your poetry. 🤔
good idea lol
thanks for comment
got to smile now and again
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