This trait I hate!This "Chatty Kathy" fateI'm so Chatty Kathy todayMy dignity, My graceblows up in my facewhenever I'm talkin' this wayI'm never demur..
Betwixt, Betwined, Beneath the tweedlay the nasty pin,It pierced my toe without a need,My foot had lost again.Of all the places I should step,I landed..