One thing I tend to do a lot <br />Is talk and talk and talk and talk.. <br />But if Grandma ever gave you a call <br />You'd know it's not my fault at all.. <br />it's somthing that's inside my genes.. <br />one of those little quarky passed down things.. <br />Cause my sitster Mother (daugther too) <br />all do the talking thing (they do) . <br />And Since i go crazy loving them <br />I'm thankful i still have a friend. <br />But Friends they know how i can <br />go on and on....just like i am. <br />Even my poems say, way too much (a lot) <br />just talk talk talk, talk talk talk talk.<br /><br />Connetta Jean<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/talk-10/
