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I met an unfriendly parrot I can’t blame him really. He lived in a cage He stood there and squawked Screaming displeasure at all who passed. Staring balefully at sunburnt tourists Asking if polly wants a ******* He doesn’t want a ****** single one. I did find out what he liked. Completely by accident. Turns out he likes songs, Click songs, because “The white people cannot say Qongqothwane”
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Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 7:08 PM UTC
Polly want a ******* .!..
I met an unfriendly parrot I can’t blame him really. He lived in a cage He stood there and squawked Screaming displeasure at all who passed. Staring balefully at sunburnt tourists Asking if polly wants a ******* He doesn’t want a ****** single one. I did find out what he liked. Completely by accident. Turns out he likes songs, Click songs, because “The white people cannot say Qongqothwane”
He lives in Bahamas and he is quite lovely. I stood there looking the fool and singing to him for 15 minutes.
Cana
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122/Ubiquitous
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 7:08 PM UTC
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