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The Rescue's Song Will you take me home with you? I can't promise I'll be good No one has taught me how to act Or behave as a parrot "should." My owner didn't treat me right He said that I was "bad" He never forgave me that first bite After that, he was always mad. He shoved me back into my cage And so I started to scream Then he hit me in a rage And my life became a bad dream So now I scream and yes, I bite I'm angry and misunderstood But please, please take me home with you Love me and I'll be good. Please let me come home with you And spend some time with me I can be sweet again I know Take me home, you'll see.
My first owner swore at me I learned to say things back So now my words are crude and rude Please cut me some slack. If you let me come home with you I'll learn some nicer speech If you are kind and give me time I'll change my vulgar screech. I'm really just a baby And so misunderstood Please let me come home with you I can learn to be good.
My owner just HAD to have me She thought I was "way cool" But now she doesn't have time for me She's busy with boys and school. That's why I began to pluck I'm not pretty anymore I won't be much of an ornament If that's what you're looking for. I may never grow new feathers My chest may always be bare, But my soul I know could heal itself If only someone would care.
I once belonged to a sailor Together we roamed the sea Then he needed some money So he decided to sell me. I don't know how it happened Maybe I'd just gotten "old" I looked at him with love He looked at me and saw gold. So I was sold to a breeder Who introduced me to my mate We produced chicks for nine years I was pleased with my fate But then I developed an illness And I could no longer produce She took my mate away from me She said I was no use. You might think that after nine years I had earned some rest But she couldn't be bothered to keep me To her I was a pest. It wasn't anything I asked for It wasn't anything I did She sent me off to an auction To be sold at the highest bid. Who will buy a bird like me Neither breeder nor a pet It doesn't matter to my owner She'll take what she can get. Could you, would you bid on me? Can I come home with you? I'd give anything to have a home Is there nothing I can do?
My last owner died and left me She said that she'd made plans But she never followed through on them And I've fallen into bad hands. Please overlook my failings Please end this pain and strife Please, please take me home with you I'll be your friend for life. My owner's kids didn't want me They called every shelter in town They've gotten an answer from one That offered to put me down. After forty-five years of love Can this be the end? Is there no one out there Who wants a lifetime friend? Will you take me home with you And let me be your friend? Please let me come home with you I deserve a better end. click here for picture Please take me home and treat me right And let our friendship grow Please let me come home with you This time it will work, I know.
Copyright © 2001 by Judith Archer. Please contact Judith at JArcher107@aol.com for permission to reprint this poem.
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