A magician was employed by a
Shipping Line
to entertain the passengers during cruises. The captain
owned a
parrot which always insisted on being part of the acts put on by
the
magician. He would perch on the edge of the stage and screech, "He
does it with a mirror" or "He's got it up his sleeve." The magician
was furious, but since the bird was a favorite with the captain and he
was anxious to retain his position for future cruises, he
maintained an
angry silence.
One evening as the magician worked, the
parrot continued to harass the
unfortunate man. Sadly the ship ran into
a mine which had become
detached from the sea floor after a storm.
The explosion tore the bow off the
ship which sank within a few
minutes. Amid the wreckage and the
lifeboats, the magician sat on one
end of a table from the first class dining
room. At the other end
sat the parrot, dirty and disheveled, his
feathers caked with f
uel oil. For some time they eyed each other malevolently
saying
nothing. Finally the parrot shook himself and advanced across
the
table. He fixed the magician with a beady eye. "Okay, I give up,"
he
squawked. "What did you do with the ship?"
Thursday, December 15, 2011
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