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You know the one, One who blathers on... and on; The one we'd rather not. One prattles like a rattle, Tattles and gabbles, Babbles and jabbers, Chatters til we frazzle, Twaddles til we drop. One never seems to stop. One brags One talks Bark off trees, One argues With a knot. One can't stop. One drops names Like cloud bursts; One day One will Be caught. One has diarrhetic run-on. One's opinion's seldom sought. Finally, at the end of bray, One has only nought to say.
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
The Blatherer
You know the one, One who blathers on... and on; The one we'd rather not. One prattles like a rattle, Tattles and gabbles, Babbles and jabbers, Chatters til we frazzle, Twaddles til we drop. One never seems to stop. One brags One talks Bark off trees, One argues With a knot. One can't stop. One drops names Like cloud bursts; One day One will Be caught. One has diarrhetic run-on. One's opinion's seldom sought. Finally, at the end of bray, One has only nought to say.
Edit, repost. Decided on the better gender neutral approach.
francie-lynch
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
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