What Is Your Name? What Is Your

This Parrot Is No More. It Has Ceased To Be. It's Expired And Gone To Meet Its Maker. This Is A Late Parrot. It's A Stiff. Bereft Of Life, It Rests In Peace. If You Hadn't Nailed It To The Perch, It Would Be Pushing Up The Daisies. It's Rung Down The Curtain And Joined The Choir Invisible. This Is An Ex-parrot.

What Is Your Name? What Is Your Quest? And What Is Your Favorite Color?

One, Two, ... Five!" "three, My Lord.

Bring Out... The Comfy Chair!!!!

I Mean, If I Went 'round Saying I Was An Emperor, Just Because Some Moistened Bint Had Lobbed A Scimitar At Me, They'd Put Me Away!