As I sit on my perch,
Enjoying the view,
I look out at the world,
But I only see you.
The beauty of my feathers,
Is an ode to yours,
Even know your human,
Your the person I adore!
I may make loud noises,
But if you could understand,
My crys praise your name,
Just as loud as I can.
And never forget,
I thank you for cleaning up,
I can't do it my self,
Because not having thumbs sucks.
The End.
6-6-2024
©skintech
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