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Limerick Of His Majesty The Parrot
KA (18th march 1978 / leicester)

Limerick Of His Majesty The Parrot

I was grieved to see a couple in the cage,
Looking very sad and silent like a sage,
No song no music no kissing of nibs,
Looked like a ship with the damaged jibs,
On teasing by a finger, my naughty outrage,

I touched his spouse, then attacked the male,
He could not tolerate this flirt with female,
Even in prison His Majesty was alive,
I thought in the cage he will not survive,
Opened the doors they flew like a gale.

And His Majesty the cruel shopkeeper!
No money I had but was a splinter,
I was a boy of sixteen at that time,
My naughtiness now changed in rime,
Come to me with your wife it's now winter!

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