The Talker Poem by Garrett Hager

The Talker



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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I mean no offence to anyone. If you are offended I am sorry. It is just a poem.
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