The budgie sat it its gilded cage,
With its gilded perch to match,
It also had a silver spear,
With which its bum to scratch,
It had a fancy toothbrush,
And a loo roll made from lead,
Poor old budgie wiped his bum,
And now the buggers dead!
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Author notesJust a bit of daft humour. A contest entry
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