A Flock of Talk!

The cat talks all year. Every day without fear. Now I may cause some fear. After all, zombie feet has come near. But the cat sure does talk as I sit and gawk. You may have guessed it is T and talk sure comes to be.

The A Between Z At My Sea!

Jock veld big Sphynx quart_, ___!
Can talk the talk.May take a walk.That how that goes?Damned, if I knows.
Look at that grammar.Did you stammer?I made you talk.Guess it's a lock.
Was that a shock?I made you talk.No mind reading came due.Is that strange to you?
Why didn't you do that?Flapped where you're at.Did you ask it to be done?Nope, but now your mouth does run.
Hmm, backwards land?Mind reading at hand?Psychics are everywhere?Who knew at their lair?
Wait, it didn't get done.The mouth did run.I guess psychics are fake.No mind reading to partake.
Mouth still flapping away.Talk about having your say.You should have done it.Even if talk before was never lit.
You should just know.No need for flow.Talking is so overrated.At least until it's been dated.
Then if you are past due,A talking will come through.I'll talk your ear off.You made me scoff.
Did I ask for it to be done?Nope, my lips didn't run.But now they do as you should know.Not like I talked in riddles on the go.
Pfffft says the cat. You want something, ask where you're at. As in, you know, talk. Don't just sit and mind gawk. Do you expect and not ask? That can be a rather futile task. Now if you talk and it doesn't get done. Then maybe you can let your mouth run. But if you don't, done it won't. Whoops, bad grammar once more. Made you talk twice at my shore. I threw in a question too. 3 times at my zoo. I better go before you talk more than that singing bass. He never shuts up sometimes when talking to my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.