There once was a poet in a garret
Who lived all alone with his parrot.
I regret his verse
It grew steadily worse
Until he was murdered by his parrot!
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K Morris - Poet 
I hope there was an organized food delivery for the parrot, after the poet wasn’t available anymore. ;- ) xx Michael
I believe there was, Michael! Thanks for commenting.