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Now you know all of us
were endowed by our Creator
with different various gifts,
some of us can write, some of
us can draw, some of us just sit,
but there's a special brand out
there that are very good at chit-chat,
they're partly vegetarian but mostly carnivorous,
as you try hard not to roll your eyes and scoff,
they stand there and like a hungry cannibal
slowly chew both your ears off,
cornering you as if your their prey
like its chit-chatting hunting season,
you look at them and try to leave
while you think up a good reason,
these people I'm talking about
were endowed with the special gift of gab,
while their one person conversation
turns from pretty interesting to boring and drab,
all the while thinking of your small bladder size,
you try as hard as you can to get
a word in sideways and edgewise,
you look at them and wish a
cat would claim their tongue,
all the while thinking they have
an awful lot of hot air in their lungs,
and when I finally escape and make
a bee line for the restroom,
the gift of gab person is once again on the hunt,
while innocent victims notice and like
Forrest Gump scatter and start to run.

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