The Pirates Parrot
A pirate had a parrot cos the pirate couldn’t speak
You couldn't trust a word that came out of the parrot’s beak
He said he knew where there was gold and had a map to read
We found it and we dug it up but all we found was seed
The pirate started pointing but he couldn’t make a sound
It seemed he wanted us to dig down further in the ground
We dug some more and found a tongue (the parrot shouted ‘EEK!’)
The pirate popped it in his mouth and once again could speak
The treasure’s buried over there under a turtle shell
I’m gonna share it with you for I’m glad that I can tell
We hid the parrot’s seed here as a pirate song we sung
And then to keep his secret he bit off my pirate tongue
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2022
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