Hey, wrote this poem today and thought I’d share… Chirping Birds By Kristin Richardson Jordan Like chirping birds among orchard trees your words are high and piercing screeching amongst the breeze you got the details on her bad taste yapping about how that friend of his was all in your face you have something to say about everything everyone and all that’s out of place Up! with that dirty laundry yesterday tomorrow and Sunday’s news Can’t expect people tell you much with that tongue of yours so loose but then I. Must. Be. Wrong. because you’ve got just so much to say I cut you off but you just don’t work that way can’t understand anyway won’t know what it is until I walk away
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