THE HISTORY OF THE SEVEN YOUNG PARROTS
The seven young parrots had not gone far when they saw a tree with a
single cherry on it, which the oldest parrot picked instantly; but the
other six, being extremely hungry, tried to get it also. On which all
the seven began to fight; and they
scuffled,
and huffled,
and ruffled,
and shuffled,
and puffled,
and muffled,
and buffled,
and duffled,
and fluffled,
and guffled,
and bruffled, and
screamed, and shrieked, and squealed, and
squeaked, and clawed, and snapped, and bit, and bumped, and thumped, and
dumped, and flumped each other, till they were all torn into little
bits; and at last there was nothing left to record this painful incident
except the cherry and seven small green feathers.
And that was the vicious and voluble end of the seven young parrots.