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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344662" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Feathered Friend</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were my funny, little feathered friend; <br>To your every need, I would always tend.<br>You’d stand under a running tap, trying to catch the drips.<br>In your brightly coloured birdbath, you loved to take a dip.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In your mirror, you thought you’d found a new mate, <br>And your food, for him, you’d, very kindly, regurgitate! <br>For hours on end, you could roam freely out of your cage; <br>You’d happily spend ages, shredding a newspaper page.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some of your acrobatics, used to scare me half to death; <br>Scared that you’d fall and hurt yourself, I’d hold my breath.<br>On the lace curtains, you’d sometimes catch your claws.<br>I had to be extremely careful, when I opened any doors.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through the rungs of your ladder, you’d sometimes squeeze; <br>This often worried me, but you, it really seemed to please.<br>I’d often give you a freshly washed, lettuce leaf to eat, <br>But you bathed on it instead, and thought it was a treat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wallpaper, above the kitchen cupboard, you’d often chew, <br>And when you spied me eating food, you’d want some too.<br>You’d fly on to my head: you liked the softness of my hair; <br>Then you’d get yourself all comfy, and nestle down there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shiny, sweet wrappers, you’d always pick up, and throw away; <br>I replaced them onto the table, but the same action you’d replay.<br>Your antics, and funny little ways, often made me laugh; <br>You were often amusing to watch, and really quite daft.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It’s been ten long years now, since you passed away, <br>But one of your long tail feathers, I still have today.<br>Recalling your life, a smile appears upon my face, <br>And, in my heart, you will always hold a special place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Angela+Wybrow">Angela Wybrow</a><div class=q>
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To your every need, I would always tend.
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