You blatherskite poem

You blatherskite, you cause so much bobsy-die,
you and your boffola,
it is gonna take you to heaven before you realise,
you and you’re trying to poke people between the eyes,
yes, you blatherskite, you cause so much bobsy-die,
your use of language is like being sedated,
and all I want to do is roll my eyes,
you blatherskite, you cause so much bobsy-die,
you and your boffola antagonising people all the time,
yes, you and your boffola, you blatherskite,
you cause so much bobsy-die.
and I would rather listen to a shopping list,
than you beating people over the head,
with words that you so unwisely use,
words that are only really angry abuse,
because when I look at you all,
I see is a blatherskite and you cause so much bobsy-die,
and you and your boffola are better off elsewhere,
because all they do is make me yawn,
and I would rather you talk yourself to death,
than bore me and others to death with your boffola,
and before you do if I were you,
I'd read a dictionary or two, because you and your boffola,
well, I wish it was over,
I wish it was over because it is gonna take you to heaven before you realise.
so, when you talk, when you talk, try being sober.

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