38 THE CAROLINA PARROT. 
I’ve heard of pigmies, pixies, lares, 
Shoirim, gemedim, and fairies :— 
And, Parrot, on my honest word, 
I hardly think thou art ,a bird ;— 
Thou art some pixy, quaint and queer; 
Thou art not canny, Poll, I fear! 
Look at that impish leer of thine; 
List to thy scream, thy shout, thy whine, 
And none will doubt but thou must be 
A creature of the faéry. 
Or tell me Poll, art thou not kin 
To Jack o’ lanthern? Come, begin! 
Answer me, Poll, was’t ’mong the fairies 
Thou learnt thy many strange vagaries ? 
Speak, pretty Poll! 
Pou. 
Well, I don’t care if I tell you all. 
You ’ve got some company, I see; a short gen- 
tleman and a tall; 
Many ladies, too, altogether two or three dozens. 
I should not wonder if they are some of your 
: uncles and cousins ! 
