Goldfinch60

Chatterbox.

We were sitting drinking our coffee,

Three young ladies came in,

Bought their coffee,

And sat at the table,

The one next to ours.

Then it started,

They started talking,

I say they,

I meant one.

And talk she did,

So loud I heard every word.

She went on and on and on,

Her voice so penetrating.

The other two just sat there,

Waiting for an edgeways,

To get a word in.