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In heaven there is no beer
Jun 18, 2004
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that's why we drink it here
is that a rubber ducky?
Sun Conure, and a poem I composed about her:



Oh, Paquito,
Chicken of space
When I blow on a bottle
You bite my face

Your squawk splits my ears,
and invades my dreams
A malevolent rooster
or so it seems

You're a wild animal
and I don't know why
Matt loves you so
he's just a nice guy

If one looks at guinness
under most trying pet
they'll find a pretty picture
of you I'll bet

screech screech
squawk squawk

claw claw
nip nip

flutter flutter
sh!t sh!t

Oh my god
Be quiet