Talking Too Much
He loved his motorcycle, riding all day
When he rode it, all she could do was pray
He knew she was frightened by the machine
Yet he knew she was on the fence between
Finally, she agreed to take a ride on his bike
Although her talking told him what she was like
He knew she’d regret the ride as he turned south,
For a fly does not enter a closed mouth
September 6, 2019
Romani Proverb Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2019
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