The Parrot

Parrot, parrot glistening green,
In the parks on summer days,
What immortal hand or tool,
Could shape thy cute body bright?.

Thy two-fold screeching sound,
'Kee-kee' in brilliant tones,
Echoes through the parks and trees,
Bringing joy and jubilance!!.

Thy beautiful  red ring,
Round your neck shines,
In contrast  to your green feathers,
What beauty!, what cuteness!!

Thou art the angel from heaven,
Singing songs with your vocal chords,
You elevate the joy of humanity,
With your lovely  sprints from tree to tree.