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I've a parrot on my shoulder
Snuggled up against my neck.
I know if I disturb her
I'm going to get a peck.

She thinks if she is napping
I should be napping, too;
She thinks she knows exactly
What I should and should not do.

She thinks that I should hold her food;
She hates to dine alone.
And I should open up her cage
The instant I come home.

She thinks that I should pet her
On her neck and on her face
Her beak is there to guide me
Should I scratch in the wrong place.

She thinks all drawers belong to her.
She builds her nests in there.
There are no eggs or boy birds
But she doesn't seem to care. .

She thinks the T.P. tube's a toy
In which to hide, and wait.
Until I tempt her with a stick
To AMBUSH ATTACK the bait!

This is just a partial list
But I think you get the picture.
It's amazing how a tiny bird
Is such a strong willed creature!

She doesn't have a clicker
But it's clear that she can train.
In fact I think that I'm the one
With the proverbial "bird brain"!

Smiling for you and that lucky loved bird

Excellent poem and it is clear that you love her very, very much.

Bev

Great poem..... lovies are such great little birds.....mine never stops amazing me at how smart he is!