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I have a parrot. And all it does it drop the food, tip over the water bowl, bite us when we try to pet it, and screech it's lungs out when hungry.
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How you bore me, Florrie,
With those eyes of vacant blue;
You'll be very sorry, Florrie
If I marry you.
Though I'm easy-goin', Florrie,
This I swear is true,
I'll throw you down a quarry, Florrie,
If I marry you. - Saki.
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