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wordwizard Member
since 2003-09-08
Posts 483on the way to next world |
There was a man who walked his bird counted on it for a magic word, up and down the neighbourhood thought it would fly away...it could! The bird had climbed upon a shoulder or to a head when it was bolder. Now the wings were not clipped, they'd say so it couldn't get impatient and fly away... It could have a mina or a cockatiel that sound out words, oh so real, here was a parrot of colorful feathers accompanied the man under fair weather Bird on a shoulder worth two on a boulder from a curved beak I'd hear it speak, "Take me for a walk, today's a nice day I'll stay on for the ride rather than fly away." Passers-by had never seen parrots on shoulders thought it would fly away if it were bolder, say classic stuff like, 'Polly wants a cracker', the name wasn't Polly and crackers didn't matter. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I'm an animal person...I always love your poems |
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wordwizard Member
since 2003-09-08
Posts 483on the way to next world |
Me too, thank you Passing, by the way I've published on line a first book of poetry..pass the word along! |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Thank you for the smiles. This is sweet! Love, Margherita   |
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