Marina killed my parrot
I came home one day to find it dead
On the kitchen floor
It had been run through
By a knitting needle
I knew that Marina was guilty
As I have no idea
Of how to knit
When I confronted her
She denied any guilt
And said that grey parrots
Were prone to suicide
Especially in large cities
I am a CEO
Within a multi national company
I travel the world
But often I find myself weeping
Between important meetings
How I miss Mr Moops
Marina still lives with me
I cannot prevent that
For she is my sister
At present she is knitting quilts
Using only purple wool
I feel that the dynamic
Has changed between us
If it ever existed at all
I am thinking about
Keeping tropical fish
But I am not sure
If this is a good idea
As tropical fish
Are known to suffer
From depression