cockatoo sings the blues

as i ate my dinner
i smiled at the moon
the luscious wonder winked
i will be full soon

me too i said
and proceeded to
stroke my head
and she blushed

turning white pale
her reflection though
in the water was blue
but kisses never stale

and the cockatoo sang
as i dined on the moon
as she took her fill
on the grassless hill