Silly parrot! It means having a baby.
I’d go with Mellencamp’s “Rain on the Scarecrow.”
As a small organic farmer trashed by big agribusiness neighbors I have very little sympathy for those calling themselves “stewards of the earth” these days as that is the very last thin they area. Their deity, The Farm Bureau, lobbies for a continuation of practices that have created this end to the true small family farm. Enough of this story line please.
Shut up, bird!