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Pickle the Parrot
Pickle the Parrot — pen and collage on paper
Pickle the Parrot — title page — pen and collage on paper
there lived all alone high up on a hill
He was the loneliest parrot in the world.
lonely lonely lonely
In the end he always flew off, wings drooping, to spend his days alone.
In fine weather he flew over the ocean and watched the waves slap at the sand.
On overcast days Pickle went to the Huntington Gardens just to smell his favorite flowers.
Not even the fat gray pigeons would fly with Pickle.
Pickle and Arthur talked long into the night.
That evening, as they settled in for the night on the roof of the Hollywood Bowl…
Picklus, the parrot star
Pickle the Parrot — endpage