Gary Smith Poet Rhyme

Captain 'Effing' Flint

My parrots name was Captain Flint,
Boy that bird could swear.
I never invited visitors,
So blue was the air.

He'd squawk "pretty effing polly"
Or "give us a cracker you t##t"
I'd never heard such swearing,
I never taught him that.

I bought him off a sailor
Who was heading back to sea,
He said to me, "you'll love him
He's such good company."

And what he said was right
He entertained, it's true.
I said "who's a pretty boy then"
He squawked, " well not effing you !"

The profanities just got too much,
I sold him, with regret.
But the house seems so quiet now, 
Without my 'effing' pet !

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Darlene De Beaulieu October 27, 2017 at 8:18 PM Oh such a tale in a poem Gary. I have enjoyed reading this poem. have a nice evening my friend. Gary Smith October 28, 2017 at 6:09 AM Thank you Darlene :)

Andrea Dietrich September 27, 2017 at 12:15 AM Oh, I am gonna fave this one too. It's effing brilliant! Gary Smith September 27, 2017 at 5:36 AM Lol, thank you Andrea :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart September 25, 2017 at 9:22 PM Ha! Wonderful! Fave :) xomo! Gary Smith September 26, 2017 at 2:46 AM Thank you Maureen :)

Jan Allison September 25, 2017 at 5:44 PM ha ha ha absolutely hilarious Gary i loved your tale from start to finish!:-) hugs jan xx Gary Smith September 25, 2017 at 5:59 PM Thank you Jan :)

Heidi Sands September 25, 2017 at 4:42 PM Omg Gary. This was so funny, I was laughing through it! Well done!! :) Gary Smith September 25, 2017 at 4:42 PM Thank you Heidi :)