by Renee
(Texas)
He is green like gardens, grass, and grapes.
He dips upside down on the dark drapes.
He plays peek a boo with people too.
The poor guy can't fly away from you.
So, he just squawks and screams all day.
Scooter, the parrot, just loves to play.
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