Ribbit

I was told today, In a rather abrupt way, That when on the phone with me The few words that I say Sound like, "Ribbit" I give one word answers to the questions that they ask, And I never ask any questions back; They are probably right, I am not good at that task And cannot argue the fact, "Ribbit" It's not that I don't care about you, Or the things that you say and do; It's not that I am bored with our talk And wish the conversation was through, "Ribbit" I just don't do telephones well; I'm not sure I can explain why; Perhaps I feel it's so impersonal If I can't look the other person in the eye, "Ribbit" I ask forgiveness and will work on it; I'm sure it's something I can fix; So if next time you call you can't shut me up Remember, you only got what you wished! "Ribbit"