MY GREEN FEATHERED FRIEND
by Debbie Bongiovanni-Sharp
When I come home and open the door,
I see my bird sitting in her cage,
And I see her talking up a storm,
It looks as if she performing on stage.
I then go up and say hello,
She answers me in a voice that is so sweet,
I am always so amazed at her,
And it is always such a welcome treat.
She knows how to make people laugh,
They tell me they don't want to go,
And the reason that they give me,
Is because she puts on such a good show.
Then when it's time to go to bed,
And there is no more light,
I go up to her cage and cover her,
And she then says good night.
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