"You might think, who is this, and I might say, this is God and what are you to do? Or I might say, a bird! Or I could tell you, madame, monsieur, sir, madam, how this name was given to me - I was christened Parrot because my hair was coloured carrot, because my skin was burned to feathers, and when I tumbled down into the whaler, the coxswain yelled, Here's a Parrot, captain. So it seems you have your answer, but you don't."
To really find out how Parrot got his name, read Parrot and Olivier in America, by Peter Carey! We apologize for the inconvenience..
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