The Chatterbox
An extremely talkative person, he was.
He was! He was! He was!
He talked about this, and he talked about that.
He talked about anything he could thunk of..
Even that funny old hat.
Garrulous and fat, he was.
He talked about this, and he talked about that.
While riding on his bicycle home.
He found a baby cat.
A kitten it was, so pretty and nice.
Now, it was time to roll the dice.
He talked about this, and he talked about that.
He talked about anything he could think of..
Even that funny ten foot wall.
Now, he had time to make a call.
From the telephone, he made his call.
He talked so much, it made him fall.
Now, a doctor it was, he needed to call..
Because he talked about this, and he talked about that..
An extremely talkative person, he was..
He was! He was! He was!
Chatterbox-Poem-By Kim Robin Edwards
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Copyright © Kim Robin Edwards | Year Posted 2014
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