Denis

Denis was a bad, bad, bird.

The human's words he never heard.

Cup of nectar in my hand,

I walked into my zoo's parakeet land.

A pretty rainbow birb flew down to me,

Filling my eyes with the outward beauty I could see.

But he landed on my shoulder, far from the cup of food.

Instead of eating, he was rude.

The bird clamped down on my sleeve,

Teeth biting hard, but it would not leave.

I tried to shove it off, but it stayed there.

At least it couldn't reach my short hair.

Eventually, a worker came,

Grabbing him-- by then he was insane.

"Oh, that's Denis," she said to me,

And all I could think was reee!

They asked if I wanted to see the paramedics,

But I said NO IM PULLING UP REDDIT!

(I didn't)

(Denis sucks)

(Don't date guys named Denis)

(Bye bye)