What's the matter? Has the cat got your tongue?
Everyone said that to me when I was four years old.
I had visions of a cat's head in my mouth
Biting my tongue.
A horrible thought.
As I held on to my daddy's leg,
everyone was laughing.
I didn't need people pointing out my shyness.
Being painfully bashfull,
I spent most of my life
Alone and lonely.
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