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PLIGHT OF THE PARROT The Rainforest where we once lived was lush and thick and green The trees they reached into the sky like none that most have seen. . And in the tree's a hollow spot is where we both would go, For in the hollow, we would lay our eggs as white as snow. . The forest it had plenty of food for us to eat And water holes where animals would play and swim and meet. . One day as I was in my log I heard an awful sound, I flew out to the lookout branch to see what lurked around. . A human with his nets and gloves, machete and a sack, Had come to steal our chicks from us, Oh how I want them back. . And when he took our little chicks I heard a piercing cry, He dropped my chick from up above, I had to watch him die. . And when he left, we went to see our hollow and our nest Our family was gone you see, our place where we would rest. |
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