You Talk Like a Cuckoo

You talk like a cuckoo,when you meet me.
By listening to you,it seems,as if you also die on me.
The truth is this or that is my fault.
Whose fault is it?
Why do you come so sweet and talk to me?
You talk like a cuckoo, when you meet me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Krutsinger Avatar
November 16, 2018 at 11:12 AM
I am reminded of how fast people sometimes talk, when they first meet someone and they want to make a good impression, instead leaving a cuckoo impression.
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November 16, 2018 at 3:33 PM
You say is absolutely right, this is often the case.thank you Caren a good comment.
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