Poems of Parrots
- Jennifer Eileen
- Jun 12
- 1 min read
There’s a bird on the loose
We are looking for Mr. Moose
And if the blue is the feather
In any kind of weather
Then it must be Mr. Moose
He will with nip you with his tooth
Which in truth
Is his pecker
And you cry no more
Then you are back to his store

In truth
A parrot
Does not like a carrot
By Jennifer Eileen (c) 2025
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