She was a little parrot
Atricial she from birth
She got a viral complication
Ariiving on gods earth
Birds born in his category
Have no feathers at all
But anyway she lost them all
Before she began school
Presumably no parents
Around to give her care
An over ready parrot
No feather and no hair
Naked nude just skin and bones
But she was aware
No mother with feather
Just a human being
Who
Knew she had some virus
And no feather on view
So took the little birdee
Under her human wing
And brought her up
As a chick child
Helping her to sing
She sang her little heart out
And lived with her new mama
In her house she dressed her
In sweaters and a star
Was born a little oven ready parrot
To be sure
Skin and bones and softish tones
“RHEA” had come so far
She wouldnt regrow her feathers
Naked she would always be
Thats the story of dear “RHEA”
That will go down in history.