My chattering can be shattering.

I used to be at a loss for words. Couldn’t think of anything to say. In a conversation. Now I’m able to talk. Incessantly.  Non-stop. People wish I’d shut up. So they could get a word in edgewise. But still. I talk. Because I’m trying to be funny. But I’m far more annoying than funny.  Maybe it’s that I have an annoying sense of humor. Another thing. I have an ego.  Makes me think. I’m interesting. When really, I’m boring. Capable of putting people to sleep. If only I wasn’t so annoying. Chattering. Chattering. Chattering.  People tell me. I’m shattering. When I'm chattering.. –Jim Broede