Flappy Yappy isn't happy
Her friends all went away
There's only so much they can take
She talks all night and day
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She talks of her boyfriend, her boss, and her job
She talks of her whatsit and thingamabob
Her friends simply wanted a chance to be heard
But she never let them get in a word
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Park Bench Poetry
PoetryTake a leisurely stroll through the park, sit on a bench facing the pond, and watch the ducks frolicking around the fountain. A woodpecker taps at a weeping willow, and a great blue heron takes flight from a small island in the pond. In these peacef...
