Polly wants a cracker. Think I should get off of her first. I think she wants some water.To put out the blow torch. It isn't me. We have some seed. Let me clip. Your dirty wings. Let me take a ride. Don't hurt yourself. I want some help. To help myself. I've got some rope. You have been told. I promise you. I have been true. Let me take a ride. Don't hurt yourself.I want some help.
To help myself. Polly wants a cracker. Maybe she would like more food. She asks me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few. Polly says her back hurts. And she's just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard. It amazes me, the will of instinct.