Losing Patience - Poem by Sandra Martyres
It calls for tremendous patience,
Super special listening skills,
A sympathetic bent of mind,
To focus on the long-winded tales,
About her pedestrian life style.
For many long years, I have been
That bottomless receptacle,
Into which she emptied her stories,
With wave-like regularity,
There's now a danger of over-flow.
She needs to stop the loud talking,
Lest I have a nervous break-down.
I can no longer tolerate
That unending inane banter,
It's time for her to find a new friend.
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