Buddy was a tall drink.
A cool glass of water.
But Buddy’s gums flapped a little too much.
Way more than they ought to.
Buddy couldn’t help it.
His lips would not be still.
Was like his tongue was someone else’s
He seemed to lack the will
To close a pie hole.
How can’t he know
Buddy yaps too much.
His yapper is his crutch.
It tricks him into such
Broken promises
Buddy’s momma says
Buddy! Shut it now!
You cannot see how
Your tongue mistreats you.
Your listeners see through
The lies you say are truth.
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