Love even found on Facebook by this poet

Short cut and metal telephone poles

Don’t Talk,

Conversation to much, Chattering, Jibber jabber, When I say got to P, Mean Now! Not yesterday! Not in an hour! Not ten minutes Now! I tried niceness, Still talking, So now at sixty-two, Never fond of wet eat, I rise and zoom away! People trust me do not even notice the phone is minus one

Voice

When you can hear your voice its grand, Bring told you must have a personality per voice that’s odd! This morning my burnt lungs are acting up. My voice sounds gravely, Phelm rising in my throat, Sinuses yuck, Boy I miss my voice, Tomorrow my momma cats to get fixed. Do I call the vet