The Rickeybird Scrapbook, 1984 - Updates

Saxie, there is no civility in the Rickeybird Scrapbook NOR your GrumpFest Photo Contest this month!

For posterity's (posterior-ity's?) sake, I post here the Rb's December entry!

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Oh, the feathers below are frightful,
But your screams are so delightful.
So if youā€™ve no place to go,
Let me show you the pinions below!

Oh, I donā€™t think that I will be stopping
I might even add some droppings
So donā€™t stand too close below,
Let it flow, thatā€™s my rule, let it go!

When we finally say night-night,
How Iā€™ll hate you to cover my form!
If you donā€™t want to feel my bite,
Better make chilis the norm!

Oh, there isnā€™t no use in crying,
Of buttfeathers thereā€™s no denying
So as long as youā€™re down below,
See the show, see the show, see the show!
 
Oh, the feathers below are frightful,
But your screams are so delightful.
So if youā€™ve no place to go,
Let me show you the pinions below!

Oh, I donā€™t think that I will be stopping
I might even add some droppings
So donā€™t stand too close below,
Let it flow, thatā€™s my rule, let it go!

When we finally say night-night,
How Iā€™ll hate you to cover my form!
If you donā€™t want to feel my bite,
Better make chilis the norm!

Oh, there isnā€™t no use in crying,
Of buttfeathers thereā€™s no denying
So as long as youā€™re down below,
See the show, see the show, see the show!
this is the best.. poem?.. in history
 
Oh, the feathers below are frightful,
But your screams are so delightful.
So if youā€™ve no place to go,
Let me show you the pinions below!

Oh, I donā€™t think that I will be stopping
I might even add some droppings
So donā€™t stand too close below,
Let it flow, thatā€™s my rule, let it go!

When we finally say night-night,
How Iā€™ll hate you to cover my form!
If you donā€™t want to feel my bite,
Better make chilis the norm!

Oh, there isnā€™t no use in crying,
Of buttfeathers thereā€™s no denying
So as long as youā€™re down below,
See the show, see the show, see the show!


I am humbled.
I have no comebacks worthy of reply, really.
I am humbled.
All hail Kentuckienne, bard (bardess?) of the Forums.
You are matchless.
 
I'M STILL NOT OVER THIS. I have commissioned the Rival to construct an Anthology of the Bardess' works.
Coming sooon...
Putting Rival to work I see.
 
Yes! He informs me that he was busy negotiating the Ukraine thing with Joe and Vlad, but he is ON THIS project immediately!
Wait, immediately may not be a good description as the rate in which Viad and Joe negotiate it could be months before they find a comfortable place to sit!! May want to have him complete the task during the long intermissions!!
 
Wait, immediately may not be a good description as the rate in which Viad and Joe negotiate it could be months before they find a comfortable place to sit!! May want to have him complete the task during the long intermissions!!
B
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At last I deliver.....................
Cue the slam........................

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Welcome
to
The First and Ongoing
Anthology
of
The Parrot Forum Poetry
of the Kentuckienne

There are other scrapbook essayists, bards, and poets who may fall victim to similar anthologies... you have been warned.
If you would not be offended, do let me know. I have been assigned a mission.

Okay.

Let us begin.


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The Queen of Bavaria (dedicated to the lovely and stalwart GaleriaGila, whose favorite species is the Queen of Bavaria Conure )



Don't challenge me 'cause my rhymes will bury ya'

I'm Q.O.B. I'm the Queen of Bavaria

I bring the thunder, I rule the weather,

You mess with me, you get buttfeathered.

I got me a friend and I say the word,

You gonna get a dose of the Rickey Bird.

I'm the Beauty and he's the Beast

Your rhymeā€™s a snack, but mineā€™s the feast.

You better keep up 'cause I ain't gonna carry ya,

You never saw nothing like the Queen of Bavaria.



ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”-



Anansi, the Spider God (dedicated as dedicated)
Sung to the tune of... you'll see...



Spider God, spider God

Does whatever he can to mod..

Moderate, moderate,

He's in charge of your new post's fate

Play nice, here comes the Spider Mod!



In the dead of night,

When he should be in bed,

He stays up to write,

And make sure posts are read..



Spider Mod, Spider Mod,

He's the ultimate trickster God,

Spins a yarn, always nice,

For eclectus has good advice

Anaaan-si is the Spider Mod!



ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”



Patagonian Gangsta (dedicated to... do I really need to say it?)
This one makes me sweat.



You say beautiful day, just look at the weather

But stay outta my way or you get the buttfeather.

Iā€™m Rickey the Bird and I own the high ground

Iā€™ll show you the works, both feather and down

Homey, this is my cage, my hen, my chili

You mess with my world and Iā€™ll feather you silly.

The strong gonna crumble, the mighty will fall,

They saw what I did to the Demon Ball

The Devil, Godzilla, and Hannibal Lector

All gonna need a buttfeather protector

Run fast as you can, hide best you can hide,

Youā€™ll never be safe from my under side.

Wherever you go Iā€™ll be up above

And Iā€™m gonna show you some rooster butt love

Look up overhead and BAM! You been served

You puny old humans got what you deserved

You oughta be glad I allowed you to see

The glorious butt feathers underneath me

There was never a sunrise, never a flower,

Compete with my Patagonian power

Come on you hot henz dressed in satin and leathers

Weā€™ll show all the losers the Rickeybutt feathers!



ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”-


To the tune of ā€œLet it Snowā€
JUST SING IT, OKAY?????



Oh, the feathers below are frightful,

But your screams are so delightful.

So if youā€™ve no place to go,

Let me show you the pinions below!



Oh, I donā€™t think that I will be stopping

I might even add some droppings

So donā€™t stand too close below,

Let it flow, thatā€™s my rule, let it go!



When we finally say night-night,

How Iā€™ll hate you to cover my form!

If you donā€™t want to feel my bite,

Better make chilis the norm!



Oh, there isnā€™t no use in crying,

Of buttfeathers thereā€™s no denying

So as long as youā€™re down below,

See the show, see the show, see the show!


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As enduring and eternally underpaid Archivist of the Rickeybird Scrapbook, I shall maintain this Anthology henceforward, forhenceward, so forth, so on, etc., etc.
One ongoing copy shall be maintained in the scrapbook, and one shall occupy its own thread.
I must rest now.


The Rival

 
HAHA! That's great!



Here's one dedicated to you (sung to let it snow)

Oh, one day Galeria got a Ricky

And since then things have been sticky

What the Rival doesn't know

Is that the Ricky put on a show!


Ooon every surface (yeah)

There is an unsightly poop

But Galeria doesn't care

She just gives The Ricky a boop!


The Rival is constantly attacked

And he sure-sure loves to complain

That the Ricky would get him back

If he weren't on covered terrain!



Ok, done, I shall spare you from the pain of trying to sing this song any further.








 
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I am typically burdened with great jealousy and envy and resentment for those who have talents which I do not. And that's a lot of territory.
But this makes me happy.
Rival my friend you have me beat by a mile with your talent and wittiness! I am the jealous one here!!

:oops:

Jim
 
Okay, so...
Many of y'all know that the Rb has eaten Harrison's pellets for most of their existence, AND HIS (35+ years)_
They send us little goodies now and then.
Recently, they sent us a couple of throwback food cloth bags which they used wayyyyyyyyyyyy back for their products... I remember 'em. The new ones are sleek, plastic-lined, zip lock bags.
They challenged us to show a few... innovative re-purposings of the old ones..

Here they are, with the hapless Rival as grudging model.

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