Chatting With A Cool Cocky

my luve is like a cockatoo
a brash and tough old prancer
my luve is like a disco song
a cute but nerdy dancer

as fair art thou, my feathered boy
so deep in luve am i;
but not with you my parrot bird
tis another who makes me fly

till one of us bites the dust dear bird
and the rocks melt with the sun:
i will luve him still, sweet larrikin bird
till  the sands of time have run


Mid Week Motif  -  Poets United