What Stuff?

Poem By lisa parks

What stuff are
you talking about...
Gee, all I hear
is...

Blah, blah and blah...
Man..you need to
speak English.

Can you please
stop talking baby
talk?

You’re not a baby..
You are a plain
teenager who acts
like one.

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