There are children, who love to talk back.  They constantly run off their lips, giving you a lot of flack.
There are children, who love to talk back. They are the ones to show-off, and make a wise crack.
There are children, who love to run their lips.  They are the very ones, to cause you to flip.
There are children, who yell when they speak.  Not an inch in them are humble, not an inch in them are meek.
There are children; you don't care to be around.  Instead of uplifting your Spirit, they only drag you down.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing