Three More Parrots
June 26, 2007
Three parrots gathered in the Cafe to discuss
the matter of sailing
aboard Calabar
although sailing for parrots
seemed quite bizarre
“Old so and so Wacam is already there
If we don’t get on board
he’ll tell us we scare.”
“Too easy,” said Ronald,” we can’t risk the dare”
And so they took off on a wing and a prayer
and landed at sunset, weary but fair
winds had sustained them. The captain
was dubious, just how many birds
making noises, how curious
to have nests above deck
and suspected his ears
might be wrecked by cacaphony
endangered by flight
or wearied by wild disagreements at night
but decided to take ‘em
provided the Falcon
would administer the aviary
and the old crone’s witches
would sweep the deck.
Crone Fran
