On a pirate’s shoulder I may sit, repeating tales bit by bit. I squawk, I scream, I chatter all day, Im a feathered friend who loves to play!

Cross a pirate and I might be your last stop 'fore heaven, And me-ing was a weird Internet fad back in Twenty-Eleven. I'm also a core-strengthening move you might want to try, In some Bibles, Jesus says to remove the me from your eye.

It's criminal to add an 'f'. And sweet to add an 'm'. Move first to last to isolate Just how rich I am.

It barks says bark or howls say awwwwoooo!!

Poor people have it Rich people need it If you eat it you die What is it?