Near and dear without fear Is the way it’s meant to be It is time to walk the talk…
Feeding in the morning sunChattering on the railThe king parrot always arrivesWithout fail
There are two ways of talking.One way holds the sway.Manufactured in the mindthe second throw…
They talk and squawkAnd have a thousand excusesHelter-skelter, now it’s DeltaThey say those that…