KEET KEET PARAKEET You'd talk the whiskers off a catfish Grandpa says and the shine off a new penny Grab the glue grab the tape Daddy says Keet if you keep talking Ill need to stick on an extra pair of ears They're right I like to talk I like to spin stories this is what I did stories this is what I saw stories stories to make my brother giggle bouncy and wiggly as a worm stories to make Daddy lean in and hold me octopus tight stories to make Mama’s eyes shine birthday candle bright My teacher used to
Katharen that's a good story But why don't we give someone else a turn I think she meant r d said enough My grandma used to say Only thing wrong with a duck is its bill I think she meant I go quack quack quack But Mama says Keet you're a born storyteller You're my little parakeet You always have something to say That's why my friends call me Keet Keet Parakeet that story talking story making
WHAT I TRIED TO SAY At least I used to be I talk talk talked but this time no one listened This time it didn't matter what I had to say Mama and Daddy moved us away Even though I talked even though I squawked and told them that I had to
THE NEW HOUSE When we moved in Daddy said the small red brick house with the long gray driveway the peely paint fence and the rickety picnic table was our new home When we moved in the neighbors stopped to stare A girl watched from the alley Then she sat on the curb and scribble scribbled in a notebook What was she doing When we moved in my daddy said Keet Keet what do you think I
