The Joy of Watching Animals

Every morning and evening, I happen to watch parrots, A pandemonium always adorns my guava tree; Each parrot seems unique, having its very quaint merits, Like angelic souls, they seem in physique and psyche free...! What a strong jambiya dagger curved bill! Vertical stance! Green drainpipe pants-clad legs! Clawed zygodactyl stylish feet! The parrots that visit my tree in green the scene enhance, In a romantic mood, merrily my guavas they eat...! Splendidly observing humans, parrots mimic their speech, So melodious is their Tabor pipe trumpeting song; Ballet-like they grip, grasp, and at the highest top they reach, A craft of the master craftsman, they're happy all day long...! In my melancholic moods, parrots lift my heart and soul, In gracing the charm of the world, parrots play a great role...!!!