a study toward sonnet #1,470
by a feral African grey parrot
transliterated by FisherKingKQJ
Fat bottomed girls run his world, chatting chew,
A bubbly personality sure beats
A nice disposition, it's nothing new,
His tummy lard in brushing by, so greets.
His name rhymes with hat-trick, one four by two
He should be far less fussy when he eats,
White tartare sauce not to his taste, but goo,
Fat bottomed girls just gasp, as this unseats.
He wears his blue cap bill set back to front,
Streetclued, two faced, he's googly eyed, way cool,
He guzzles guarana drinks as a rule,
Real close to his offlicence, clever bunt.
His pick up lines are putdowns of you dude,
That are heard by fat bottomed girls that you'd.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 dude
o $10,000,000 bloke
o $10,000,000 fellow
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