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Chatterbox Motormouth Yackety-Yak Yada-Yada (Take your pick.)
She chatters on and on,
skittering from trivia to trivia.
She can’t stand silence for an instant,
and doesn’t leave space for others.
Her tongue seems attached in the middle
to keep it from falling out as
both ends keep flapping.
Words pour out in abundant confusion.
Mangled metaphors and clichés fly by.
No thoughts interrupt her talk.
I feel drowned in irrelevant words.
My though...
Thursday 2nd April 2020 9:26 pm
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