There is a Pussy Cat in the house. Sometimes I ride on her back. I like
that.
I used to live in the grass lands. It was very warm there. I ran among
the thick grass blades, and sat on the stems and ate seeds.
I had a wife then. Her feathers were almost like mine. We never made
nests. When we wanted a nest, we found a hole in a gum tree. I used to
sing to my wife while she sat on the nest.
I can mock other birds. Sometimes I warble and chirp at the same time.
Then it sounds like two birds singing. My tongue is short and thick, and
this helps me to talk. But I have been talking too much. My tongue is
getting tired.