Parrot

Of the Big-bone lick, did you say?—Ay, we used to go there, A Parrot’s very fond of salt! I really declare I’ve seen ten thousand of us there altogether,— A beautiful sight it was, in fine summer weather, Like a grand velvet carpet, of orange, green and yellow, Covering the ground! Ah, Captain! my good fellow, I had reason to rue the day you came there with your gun! I would laugh if I could, but to me it was no fun—heigh-ho! No fun at all, Captain, heigh-ho!