Polly Parrot Predicament by Peter Jarvis A Dash of Humor writing prompt entry |
Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of sexual content.![]() Polly had a parrot, but alas is no moreFound dead as a dodo on the kitchen floorShe buried him in the garden, embalmed in ginger beerMarking the spot with a cross, ‘Beaky Blinders lies here.’Polly is bereft and takes the 29 busInto the town centre to visit Pets 'R' UsAnother parrot, she will have to buyOr her husband, Denis, will start to cryShe arrived at Pets 'R' Us shaking like a leafThinking of old Beaky, still full of griefShe asked the shopkeeper, "Any parrots for sale?"We have just one, but it comes with a taleThis bird was raised in a brothel for the past 20 years.His talk is rich, so you may have to cover your ears“I am not bothered, he's mine, shove him in my bagSorry I have to go - dying for a fag”She brought him home, and out of the bag, he cameAnd settled quickly into his new gold-plated frameThe parrot squawked out, "New bawdy house, new madam, nicey,niceyThen, her three daughters rushed in. “New girls for the pundits, pricey, priceyBut then came the moment unexpected and boldIn walked her husband Denis with a smile to beholdSuddenly, the parrot screeched out with obvious delight“Hi Denis, the madam has some new girls for you tonight”
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