different company

My birdie makes me laugh.
Together, she and I watch french
cartoons in the creaky sunlit den.

I'm slunked back into the black
kitty-clawed leather couch, while
she is perched ever-so daintily
in her tall white cage.

I like her cause last week she refused
to have a mirror dawn the side her cage.
God, this bird can sure make a fuss!
What an admirable ruckus she creates!
She's so mad, by the way,
that there won't be any hockey this season.

I tell her to put an end
to the bloody squaking
cause, hun, thing's
will
be alright.

We can always watch football even
though we have no idea why it's
so boring.

She seems her happiest when she watches
the simplicity of the weather network
and biography channel. But I have the advantage
of:
A) not being in a cage
B) being in posession of the remote
B) having a thumb.

\"Hah, hah, hah...Oh mon dui!\"