Will you take me home with you?
I can’t promise I’ll be good.
No one taught me how to act,
Or behave as a parrot “should”.
My first owner didn’t treat me right
He said I was “bad”.
He never forgave me for that first bite.
After that, he was always mad.
He shoved me back into my cage,
And I started to scream.
Then he hit me in rage
And my life became a bad dream.
So, now I scream and yes, I bite.
I’m angry and misunderstood.
But, please take me home with you,
Love me and I’ll be good.
Please let me come home with you
And spend some time with me.
I can be sweet again, I know.
Take me home, and you’ll see.
My next owner swore at me,
I learned to say things back.
So now my words are crude and rude.
Please cut me some slack.
If you let me come home with you
I’ll learn some nicer speech.
If you are kind and give me the time
I’ll change my vulgar screech.
I’m really just a baby,
And so misunderstood.
Please let me come home with you,
I can learn to be good.
My next owner just HAD to have me.
She thought I was “way to cool”.
But now she doesn’t have time for me.
She’s busy with boys and school.
That’s why I began to pluck,
I’m not pretty anymore.
I won’t be much of an ornament,
If that’s what you’re looking for.
I may never grow new feathers,
My chest may always be bare.
But my soul, I know, could heal itself
If I only had someone who cares.
My last owner died and left me,
She said she made plans.
But she never followed through on them,
And I’ve fallen into bad hands.
Please take me home and treat me right.
And let our friendship grow.
Please let me come home with you,
This time it will work, I know.
Please overlook my failings,
Please end this pain and strife.
Please, please take me home with you,
And I’ll be your friend for life 
Judith R. Archer
copyright 1997
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Feathered Angels 
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