Cocky's Catharsis

This is a true, but amusing tale,
Hope your laughter does not fail,
'Tis a saga of a cockatoo,
Of life, he held a jaundiced view,
At the going down of the sun,
Cocky embellished his own fun,
And at the rising of each dawn,
Cocky's catharsis our ears did adorn,
The parrot kept talking, none listened to he,
Cocky had such a vivid vocabulary,
All starting with "F...ing C...'s"!
We heard his morning matins, you see,
His vespers were hard to believe,
'Twas sociolinguistic acquisition, prithee,
His jaded look at society,
Swearing is cathartic, but so lazy,
Yes, old cocky had such a vocabulary!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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August 8, 2018 at 8:25 AM
You’re right Julie it is an amusing tale and I like the clever way you have written it.They are indeed adorable birds but I know they can act very spoilt and the language!!! And I’m sure they do it deliberately,especially at embarrassing moments.Thank you for this fun piece.
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