What about the Norwegian Blue, Pining for the fijords. Beautiful plumage the Norwegian Blue... No This parrot is dead... He's not dead he's just restin'. It's not resting, it's passed on. This parrot is no more. It has ceased to be. It's expired and gone to meet its maker. This is a late parrot. It's a stiff. Bereft of life, it rests in peace. If you hadn't nailed it to the perch, it would be pushing up the daisies. It's rung down the curtain and joined the choir invisible. This is an ex-parrot.
Last edited by Billjr13; 03-06-2010 at 03:43 AM.
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