Master Macaw by Clifton53


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The Song Challenge: Is That A Baby Budgie In Your Pants, Or Are You Just Glad To See Me? -- RIO DE JANEIRO, Brazil (Reuters) -- With parrots and snakes in his luggage and bird eggs tucked into his underwear, an Austrian tourist has been arrested and charged for animal trafficking, Brazilian police said on Wednesday. "He put (the eggs) near his testicles so they would be at nest temperature," a police spokesman said. Police discovered 21 parrots, four parakeets and two snakes hidden in two large suitcases carried by Austrian botanist Johann Zillinger. hey also found Zillinger had rolled five parakeet eggs into a sock and nestled them in his underwear. "Since some of the parakeets that he had with him were newborns, we assume that some of the eggs had already hatched." Tipped off by an anonymous call, Rio de Janeiro police arrested the Austrian on Monday in front of his Copacabana beach hotel, as he climbed into a taxi on his way to catch a flight to Europe. According to police, Zillinger bought the animals in the Amazon port city of Belen and planned to take them to Austria to sell them in Europe.

Master Macaw by Clifton53

Two-thousand and one bein' the date of the year
All the parrothead smugglers sure did appear
To win the great prize and bear it awah
Never countin' on Johann and Master McCaw

I'm sure that young Buffet he sure would approve
If snakes and young parakeets you wish to move
Just fly down to Belen and fill up your craw
And don't give a thought to young Master McCaw

I'm lovin' bejesus the danger so near
And the stewardess eyes me as if I were queer
It's true they been peckin' me testicles raw
But I'll soon turn a profit on Master McCaw

Now in South America anything goes
You can run all around with birds in your clothes
But back in 'ol Austria, there is one flaw
"The colors will blind them" says Master McCaw

Now down by the 'Copa they gave me a knock
Imagine me fear as they fingered me frock
Please help me 'ol mudcatters, help me 'ol Spaw
They're slappin' the cuffs on 'ol Master McCaw

As they poked me and probed for their illegal smile
I was laughin' and cussin' at them all the while
For they'll never besmirch me or make me say "draw"
"I'll tarnish their laurels" says Master McCaw.