the parrot

I was walking the dog the other day when we ran into the parrot, sitting in an office building window.

“Good morning parrot”, I said.
“JAHAAA”, the parrot said.
My dog looked confused.
“LEKKERRRRR”, the parrot replied.
My dog pulled his leash.
“GODVERDOMME”, the parrot mused.
We walked on, the Satelligence flag hesitatingly waving us goodbye.

“JAHAAA, LEKKER, GODVERDOMME”, I heard, fading in the background.