The Parenthetical Parrot Poem by Patti Masterman

The parenthetical parrot
Went for a cruise at sea,
Where he ate a rotten carrot
(Cause they said that they were free)

The parenthetical parrot
Took some syrup of Ipecac,
And threw up the bad old carrot
(Which created quite a flap)

He threw up on the sequined
Sparkly dress, of Mrs. Delmar
(Who was only passing by him,
As he sat there at the bar)

Mrs. Delmar began to cry,
The parrot presumed, to curse-
Then strong-armed sailors intervened
(Which might have made things worse)

They carried off the Parrot
Who spoke many, exotic tongues
And perched him on a railing
(So it availed him none)

He plead for their forgiveness,
In every language on the globe,
And blamed the rotten carrot-
As they locked him in the hold.

He's still there to this very day;
His words might scare a bloke-
In any language you could wish:
(The Poly-Lingual parrot joke)