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Look at you,
Dumb and mute!
Little fool,
Young, bashful.
I named you ‘Charlie’
So like Charlie
You can talk,
But you can’t talk.
Boo boo!
Little fool!
Oh my God!
Oh my parrot!
How do I sleep with all this noise?
Big old fool,
Shrill and rude,
Can’t I have ’round here some cool?
I named you ‘Charlie’
To talk like Charlie,
But hush hush!
You talk too much!
(D’après Douzy Douzinas, le dimanche trente-et-un octobre deux mille quatre)
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A Pablum - Think About It Douzy Douzinas | Jul 20th, 2006
I once received a text from MTN which said something like this: We spend the first twelve months of our child’s life teaching him/her how to talk and walk. Then we spend the next twelve years trying to get him/her to keep quiet and stay at a place. That inspired me to write this poem.
Also, at that particular time, we had a parrot (Charlie) at home that we taunted because it wouldn't learn to 'speak' as quickly as we thought it should (I guess, because it was already old), compared to a younger one we had earlier. However, when it finaly began to speak, most of us began to feel that it was talking too much.
PS: Children and youths need the older ones to be patient with them and not expect too much from them, else they could end up living a confused life of extremities.
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