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BORN TO HOLLER!
 
Amazing!  We have many
Gadgets to get one's attention,
Whistles, horns, boom boxes
And a few others not to mention.
 
You talk to some people in
Your normal tone of voice,
With ears pounding you still
Seem glued to listen with no choice!
 
We are born with a mouth that
Automatically will open,
Trying to get attention,  it's you
They want when it gets the notion.
 
You hear voices at the drive throughs -
Press a button and don't miss a beat,
You want the burger n' fries, add a shake
And you get what you want to eat!
 
If your horn doesn't work and you
Pound your steering wheel,
To get all  things  a movin'
Spin your tires until they squeal!
 
Seems like all items in this world
Are worth every well spent dollar,
Now you realize we all are -
            
BORN TO HOLLER!
+ + + +   By:  Johanna
                © 6-10-2006