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cursing parrot

i had a little parrot all he did was curse

as he was getting older the swearing it got worse

i covered up his cage but this it made him mad

the swearing it got louder the language really bad

so i tied his beak up to put it to an end

rude gestures with his feet he began to send

then i tied his feet up he fell down to the floor

the parrot he is dead now no swearing anymore

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