I've got a talking parakeet
That counts loose change in my penny tree
He only makes it up to ten
Before he looses count and has to start again
The cat I have sits below
The penny tree as if to know
One day the parakeet will fall asleep
And fall out of the penny tree
There is a dog tied up nearby
That watches from the corner of his eye
Little do the cat and parakeet know
He untied the rope ages ago
I wonder who will be the first
To get the deal that is the worst
I only know it won't be me
As I own the penny tree
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 9:56 PM UTC
I've got a talking parakeet
That counts loose change in my penny tree
He only makes it up to ten
Before he looses count and has to start again
The cat I have sits below
The penny tree as if to know
One day the parakeet will fall asleep
And fall out of the penny tree
There is a dog tied up nearby
That watches from the corner of his eye
Little do the cat and parakeet know
He untied the rope ages ago
I wonder who will be the first
To get the deal that is the worst
I only know it won't be me
As I own the penny tree
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