Hey Lady You Know

{based on a classic joke} A lady briskly walked one day, To work, not far, just blocks away. She passed a shop with parrots near, When suddenly, she paused to hear-- "Hey lady!" squawked the feathered spy, She turned, confused, and met his eye. "You’re really ugly," said the bird. She gasped! "Did I hear what I just heard?" Fuming, off to work she stomped, Her temper flared, her spirit romped. That evening as she passed once more, The parrot jeered just like before: "Hey lady! You’re really ugly!" Now twice insulted, sore and sulky, She plotted vengeance, swift and sweet, And marched next day with angry feet. "Hey lady!"--once again he said, Her cheeks were burning, full of dread. "You’re really ugly!" came the call-- That did it. She’d endured it all! She stormed inside, began to shout, "One more insult--he’s getting out!" "I’ll sue!" she cried. "Or worse than that-- I’ll turn your bird into a hat!" The manager, now pale with fear, Assured her: "Ma’am, it’s loud and clear. He’ll never say those words again, We’ll train him better. Until then…" That evening when she passed once more, She heard him call just like before: "Hey lady!" came the squawking tone. She froze, and whispered, "Yes?"--alone. The parrot tilted his wise old head, Then grinned (as much as parrots can) and said: "You know."