The Cook

   Once upon a midday dreay

While I'm cooking weak and weary

Suddenly there came a ringing

As if someone gently singing,

Singing at my kitchen sink.



As clearly as I see the moon

It was in the month of June

And every single piece of carrot

Came the noise of a parrot

A parrot, at my kitchen sink.



Louder, louder grew the song

And I knew it was wrong

For I had a meal to cook

But what I would give for just one look

A look, at my kitchen sink.



Suddenly there came a knocking

As a grandma gently rocking

To the backdoor I strolled

Letting in the horrible cold

The cold, at my kitchen door.



Then came screaming and a holler

But for me I did not bother

But to me there came a shake

And to the noise came a break

It was my mother, waking me for school!