A Budding Musician Hears, "Use Your Words."

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I am three!

You know more words than me!


More than "I," Dear.

What's this tantrum all about?

Use your words or go sit in the hall.


I hate to talk!

I talk and things get small!


Why the silence?

Why the pout?


I can't say! I don't like talking anyway!

Doggy don't! Kitty don't!


Doesn't.


Neither does the bird!


Your parakeet?

He talks a little:

"Hello, sweetie buttercup."

You'll want to talk

When you grow up.


No! I'll play the fiddle!

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