You think she chattering about nothing while she knows what she's talking about because she's talking about what she knows and you're asking why she's talking about nothing although she's not and the fires burning down the barn!?
Gotta a find a woman be good to me,
Who won't hide my liquor, try to serve me tea.
Poems were like people. Some people you got right off the bat. Some people you just don't get - and never would get. — Benjamin Alire Saenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe
