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A little bird with bright red feathers flew

  • A little bird with bright red feathers flew by me erratically. I held up my hand & it landed on my palm. It burst into flames leaving a little pile of golden ash. I ate the ash.

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  • All was calm, for a time. I stood & watched nothing in particular. Then a nauseous surge, I couldn't breathe, a little bird with bright red feathers burst from my mouth. It circled

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  • round my head, chirping for HELP! Suddenly, SuperSquawkers came bulleting through the blue sky, his rainbow feather cape billowing behind him & dove straight into my face! My eyes

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  • were made of a cuttlebone from SuperSquawker's home planet which blew up, it was also his kryptonite. He bounced off my face like a tomato off a jet. I took the cuttlebone eye cove

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  • r and wiped juicy red goo off my face mask, which had a tiny leak. Immediately I worried about contamination. Would I soon join SuperSquawker and come to that same end?

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  • Maybe it was the leak or, more likely, my agony causing me to hyperventilate and causing my suit to bring on a Shutdown but I could have sworn that it had been SuperSquawker who'd

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  • squawked his way through here. "Dammit SuperSquaker! Not again!" I screamed.

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  • A man in Quaker garb and a cape took offense. "Twas not I who doth offend thee!" he said, spewing oatmeal all over my shoes, "Twas that parrot!" Meanwhile, Squawkers had headed

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  • for the nearest yogurt mill, tired of the old Quaker Oats without a proper parfait for a good old parrot. Squawkers squawked squeakily at the nearest spellchecked yogurt mill.

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  • "I'm just a parrot in this cruel, cruel world. Is it to much to ask for a decent pile of oats? I can't live like this." And just like that the parrot decided it was better to die.

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