She talked and talked and talked and talked some more.
Whew, what child is this hanging around
Granny Green’s corner store.
I tried to walk quietly not to make myself heard.
I shopped in the back and didn’t say a word.
I heard a creak behind me, afraid to turn around.
Oh oh, it’s that kid Mellie, she’s making baby sounds.
She laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed some more
I just wanted to make it back through the stores front door.
Mellie talked and talked, and laughed and drooled upon the floor.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem