A talker just talks.
He walks while he talks, he talks while he walks.
A talker talks all day.
I even saw one talk to some hay.
Talkers are weird trust me I know.
I saw one talk to some snow.
They just talk, talk, and talk.
They talk as much as a chicken balks.
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