Red parrot

Today was a delicious breakfast, and I was offered a big berry called strawberries. At first, like a befitting beautiful and independent parrot, I pretended that I was not interested in it at all. It was after being praised and told that I was a good boy that I decided to approach a human hand and try this red and juicy yummy. Why don't they give it to me every day? After a hearty breakfast, I took great pleasure in cleaning all my shiny feathers and continued to pose, watching people passing by turn to me and say that I'm really handsome.

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