"Alien's Encounter with a Mischievous Parrot"

On an alien's journey to our blue abode,

They met a parrot, quite a colorful mode.

With feathers so bright and a beak that could talk,

This Earthly creature could surely squawk.

The parrot perched on a branch up high,

Spying the alien from the sky.

With eyes so keen and a mischievous grin,

The parrot was ready to begin.

"Hello there, stranger," the parrot squawked,

With a voice that echoed and truly shocked.

The alien tilted their head in surprise,

This bird was a sight for Martian eyes.

The parrot continued, "What's your name?

Are you here to play a fun little game?

I'm a master of mimicry, you see,

I'll copy your words, just watch me!"

The alien, intrigued, started to speak,

And the parrot, oh, they weren't meek.

They mimicked the alien's every sound,

Creating an echo all around.

With laughter, the alien and parrot did bond,

In this strange, Earthly place they had spawned.

A friendship formed 'neath the blue sky's arch,

As they chatted and squawked in a joyful march.

So, in this tale of the mischievous bird,

The alien's visit was truly stirred.

For in a parrot with feathers so grand,

They found a friend in this foreign land.