I found a poem I wrote years ago - a bit Private Eye inspired (E.J. Thribb) - when Chuck and Mary's mynah bird died. He was quite a character.
So farewell then darling Jekyll
Now no voice our guests will heckle
No seed our floors will speckle
And no beak our hands will peckle
You’re a bird we’ll not forgetle
An eagle, not a starling!
Farewell then, Jekyll darling.
I have to remember that Jehovah knew Jekyll too, as Jesus assured us that: "Two sparrows sell for a coin of small value, do they not? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground without your Father’s knowledge."