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Bobbie. — What! nevermore! 0, you horrid bird! Never see my dear parents 

 again ! Boo-oo-oo ! (sobs.) 



(Enter Poll Parrot.) 



Polly (frisking about among the birds). — Pretty Polly! Pretty Polly! Want a 

 cracker ! cracker I Want a cracker ! cracker ! 



Bobbie (surprised). — Why, Polly! How did you get out here? I thought you — 



Polly. — Hello, Bobbie! You out here, too? Why, I came out here to get away 

 from you. You are so mean to me. I have come out here to live with the birds and be a 

 real bird again (frisks about among the birds). Pretty Polly! Pretty Polly! Pretty 

 Polly ! 



Wren. — Go 'way! Go 'way! (Shooing Polly away.) You don't belong to us. You 

 belong to humans. 



Polly. — No, I don't any more. I've had enough of humans. That Bobbie there — 



Bobbie. — O, hush, Polly, don't tell them any more. They're down on me now. I'm 

 in an awful fix, Polly; do come and help me out. I'll be good to you always, Polly, if 

 you will. Pretty Polly, O pretty, pretty, Polly ! 



Polly. — You pulled out all my tail-feathers ! 



Bobbie. — Forgive me, Polly! I'm awful sorry, indeed I am. 



Polly. — You threw me into the rain-barrel. 



Bobbie. — I didn't mean to. Polly, indeed I didn't. I won't do it again, sure I 

 won't. But don't let's talk about that now. Come, let's go home. You don't belong out 

 here, you know you don't. You're not a regular bird anyway. You are Just a sort of 

 betwixt and between. 



Polly. — No I am not ! I am a bird, a real bird, I'll have you to understand. I am- 

 lam-Iam! Pretty Polly! Pretty Polly! (Frisks about among the birds.) 



Birds (drawing away). — Go 'way — go 'way — go 'way. Che-che-che-che-kee-kee- 

 kee-ka-ka-ka. Che-che-che-kee-kee-kee-ka-ka-ka. 



Polly (goes up to the Eagle). — Pretty Polly. Pretty Polly! Want a head scratched 

 (ducks head). 



Eagle. Begone, infamous bird ! We do not want you here with your foolish human 

 chatter (strikes Polly on the head with wand). 



Bobbie. — There, Polly, you see, you talk too much. I always said you did. But 

 you come here, and I'll be your friend, and always will be after this. Come Polly, pretty 

 Polly! Pretty, pretty Polly ! That's right ! I'll scratch your head for you. (Polly ducks 

 head, Bobbie scratches.) 



Birds (angrily). — Look! Look! Let's peck them! Scratch their eyes out! Che, 

 che, che, che. 



(Birds cluster about Bobbie, waving wings furiously.) 



Eagle (rising, waves wand). — Do your duty birds! So let him perish, the enemy 

 to our kind. 



(Stage scene of wild confusion. Birds chase Bobbie and Polly around the stage.) 



Polly (screaming loud above the rest). — Cracker! Cracker! Want a cracker! 

 Want a cracker! Cracker! 



Bobbie. — Oh, hush up, Polly ! Don't talk about crackers now ! Let's get out of this ! 



(Enter Dove at Stage L. Birds stop fighting, fall back to right and left. Dove 

 advances, holding up an olive branch in hand high over head.) 



Dove {Sings to air of 'Waltz Song' from 'Pink Lady' — -McClellan and Caryll). — 



Peace, peace, peace to you. 

 Birds of the forest, peace. 

 Let this strife and contention 

 Among you cease. 



