The White Macaw

The white macaw thought he was the ruler of the land. And he was until the day they were overrun by a Mariachi band. The arrogant pushy female lead singer declared herself queen. The cats were easily swayed with kibble, did not think her mean. The white macaw thought of flying off to a foreign place. But his new suit was not ready, it was to be trimmed with lace. When it is all stitched up, I shall be ready to go, he declared to all. It was never finished, for his seamstress grandma knew how to stall.