Molly My Watch-Bird
Well I could write endlessly about Frankie my cute English bulldog,
But when it comes to being a good watchdog, she’s closer to a log.
I do however have a pet that notifies us if someone is approaching,
She has taken it upon herself to do this faithfully without any coaching.
Her name is Molly and she is a watch-bird, my fearless cockatiel,
She performs this amazing task with confidence and great zeal.
Her elegant grey head feathers stand tall signifying she’s alert,
She perches stoically on the frig, her notification ready to assert.
Living in the countryside, a security system is needed, or so I feel,
When people come to the house, Molly lets out the loudest squeal.
A different chirp for each family member, my daughter gets a loud burst,
My son on the other hand gets loud staccato chirps, they’re the worst.
Molly spends most of her time out of her cage when someone is at home,
She surveys the home flying from window to door, monitoring her zone,
Taking her job seriously, she bites if you try to stop or get in her way,
Molly has a job to do, she’s the security alarm, keeping burglars at bay.
So for a little bird seed, you too can get a watch bird that makes lots of noise.
Keep in mind, there are a few downfalls, there’s a lot of things she destroys.
Chewing windowsills, hiding jewelry and pooping where ever she may be,
A bit of a bitchy bird but what a set of lungs, a unique way to increase security.
Written by Lee Ramage
August 30, 2011
For Ryan Jackson’s Contest “Animals on my mind”
Copyright © Lee Ramage | Year Posted 2011
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