Motor MouthA Poem by Michelle GentMy daughters chatter box tendencies
Motor Mouth-
Chattering Charlee's mouth- Is always on the move From morning up till sun down She could have a show down With her mouth Wiping out all competition You don't need to be a gun slinger When you have a hum dinger of a mouth From east, west, north, south She's the reining champion of gab, no doubt Chattering Charlee's- A walking mouth on feet A foot-in-mouth sole/sandwich She could cause some significant damage With her karate chop mouth And give an auctioneer A run for his money Leave him crying on his ear She could put her money Where her mouth is, a whole crane full Nothing shameful when a crane of capital fits in A moment of silence please, in recognition In respect of her powerful mouth It wouldn't be burdensome In fact it would be welcomed for a piece of pie In her mouth It would silence her briefly Momentarily, for a second, but then Her mouth would be off Off to the races again © 2015 Michelle Gent |
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Added on February 11, 2015 Last Updated on February 11, 2015 Author
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