Requiem for a Budgerigar
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Your melon is too messy; an endive is too small and it flies like a badminton birdie on methadone. Lettuce explodes on impact. Your cranium contains parakeet insanium. Thus, tomato pancakes sing this song, to be sung as an operatic JG Wentworth advertisement.
- Once a viking, pirate was he
- Ninja parakeet, oh, you see,
- Red palm trees, they grow in grass
- That has no-thing to do with glass!
- But our parakeet
- He is green!
- One day he found a sheet
- It had a certain sheen
- And suddenly,
- Bananas!
- Thousands of them!
Thus.