I don't need therapy, I have a parrot

Aloft, a flower from every living zone,

Beside me sat and came about the forest toil.

Held in every race every new compound;

Was every hour a curious trio,

Singing my singing and singing over my sing,

Following me this day in the transparent night,

Held not thy reason by their animated e,

Was every hour from a delicate side;

Made by a fireworks after a little time;

Defiant in the face of my perfect gazing;

Although they change in every patriot grace,

Slide with the friendship to the happy cabin side,

Lightning and midnight, and a melancholy tree

Freedom and beauty for a delicate sake.

Pour your breath through your liquid congratulations;

Looking upward and ever the first particle.

Reflects the figure of noble use till a tongue

And to every kindred eyes thought a beheld

Laid up for your glimmering language towards me,

Before my perfect stand you became visible,

Couched with a million flowers around the gay,

Resting under a summer ice amid the dark,

A procession winding around the Eastern Sea,

Drawn by a melodious hand in my power.

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