On Angelic Wings--sailors and parrots

  
   "On Angelic Wings--sailors and parrots"
   
   Pueblo empirically knew how lonely a ship on the high seas can be.  Just an enlisted man, yet Chiefs run the Navy.  His old man wanted to be a pilot.  The wild blue yonder and all; however, Pueblo dreamed of open waters; moreover, the freedom of knots, and how to splice a lime, keeping that scurvy away with fresh Vitamin C.
   Yet sailors become lonely, or develop romance with mermaids in the theater of their minds, that quantum pull of belief and effect, reserved for children of God, though Free Will kidnaps many away from Divine Purpose.
   So, never alone--Pueblo found the archaic parrot.  Never an eagle, yet so related, and feathers never ruffled, hanging out on a mammal's shoulder--a repeating sidekick, reminding the Cracker Jack white hat of a rear-view mirror's documentation, and that all actions are documented.
   Now, all CPO Pueblo needed was a grappling hook; plus, a double-barrel, though never a salty dog.