Talker Poems - Poems about Talker

She never gets off the phone first I can clean my house and vacuum while she is on speaker She does not seem to hear the noises I am making Because they are not her noises, so they are inconsequential She tells me her stories, who she is arguing with this week What they said, how she took it, why...

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Fast Talker By: Miracle Man 6/3/2024 The goods being sold never seemed to matter, For her speech was “Faster than small town chatter”. An auctioneers voice was her greatest asset, and “she could talk the legs off a chair” I bet. “She speaks ten words a second, with gusts to fifty” But when it came to talent she wuz sho nuf nifty. ...

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She talks and she talks And then talks some more She even talks as I'm going out the door She talks as she walks She's still running on While she's running on down the hall And that's not all The things she says Are both childish and silly They hang in the air all willy-nilly I can't tell her to quit And get to the point...

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One whose lips seals: Do so at meals. Don't out things reel; Try to face feel. It looks not ideal, either you real... Is that O Neal, Who can't lips seal? Watch it at meals; With pepper deals. Who can't lips seal: Please, let wounds heal, Big laughter peal; Peace Mankind feel; Strike The Christ's Deal... Glance I steal At Eyes of Steel. They crush like wheel And could flesh peel; On yours...

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My term as a head student will come to an end. But my three-month term I intend to extend. I have friends here you know and acquaintances are many I hope that votes will come, each will contribute his penny. Take Jenny there I’m sure of her I will not of her lovemaking refer Don’t let that shy look distract you Hidden...

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I can put the phone down for an hour her blathering continues never slows down or stops...

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Early morning hours awaken for a long period of time nonstop for a while Is this a test or a trial? sleepless nights taken many bright lights a breath of fresh air no time to prepare spare me. Much prayers....

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battered victim was a dying squawker witnesses were questioned by the police all said she was an incessant talker neighbors are glad for the quiet release May 2, 2022 Contest: Killing with an Epigram Sponsor: Margarita Lillico...

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I am a midnight talker This is when I get my second wind It is when I am ready to share my day. With someone. Anyone. I look at my phone contacts Who would be up at this hour? I look up Australia on a chart Would she be awake? She would probably be working. My eyes fall on Spain. Do I know anyone in...

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I just want to write I hate when he keeps talking mixes my words up...

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She talks fast as if she is afraid if she does not get it out she might be interrupted which amuses us for she is the one who does all the interrupting in this lunch room She is desperate now for an audience talking faster. We flee to our rooms to eat alone....

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You can talk about me I don’t mind say what you see what you find Dislike me or my poetry Your freewill and right can say to those you see during day and night But when you start telling all your love organ looks small bitter cowardly and cruel my friend you are a tool write your writes so beautifully your poetry has purpose unlike...

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Talking mostly all-day long non-stop mostly words that are boldly negative a shutdown hear and don't hear please be quiet let it rest let me guess Is this a test? speak for the best. Speak words of wisdom elevate,concentrate,motivate think before one speak. Please listen and hear put away that spear....

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I sit in the lunchroom at the office at work, And plan for the days ahead. When along comes a voice, I know way too well, That always fills me with dread. The time passes by, as she starts to speak, A champion of the vernacular bleak. But only words, they come out to torment me, As a string of...

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Talking. Talking. Talking. At first it is fun, maybe even entertaining. You are not sure exactly sure when it turns, but it does. Suddenly the monopolizer’s ramblings no longer seem charming. Patience worn thin, you try a few times to interject a word. There is no pause, no break. Constant talking. Inane talking. Nonsense talking. You try blatant rudeness. Still...

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