Blabbermouth has a tiny heart
With no room for anything but a word or two
"Me", "I" and "Myself" all stand in a queue
Pushing and pulling at each other to get a better view
I says to Me who repeats it to Myself
“Look at that bloated heart
surely its full of words it can’t tell apart!”
Blabbermouth doesn’t consider others
Couldn’t be bothered when you’re already so many together
Think before you speak?
Keep careful thoughts in the deep?
Let it in and let it out
That’s what Blabbermouth’s about
Just an echo is he
Of whatever he sees
He believes and speaks
Repeats the headlines from the TV
Internet and his colleagues
Blabbermouth rates I as the most intelligent
Me as the most important and
Myself as the future president
Blabbermouth has a tiny mouth-shaped heart
