I CAN TALK

I finally have a descent voice back. I'm still not sure if I can hit the high notes again, but at least the Barry White impression is over.

Right now I feel like Wilbur in Charlotte's Web...remember the scene...where Wilbur

learns that he can talk and he starts singing the song....

I Can Talk

I can talk!
I can talk!
I can actually, factually talk!

Isn't it great
That I articulate?
Isn't it grand
That you can understand?

I don't grunt, I don't oink
I don't even squeak or squawk
When I wanna say a something
I open up and talk

I can talk!
I can talk talk talk
I can talk!

I pop with perspicacity
I'm loaded with loquacity
My vocalized veracity is tops
Semantically each bit of me's
The verbalized epitome
My plethory of patter never stops!

Isn't it great
That I articulate?
Isn't it grand
That you can understand?

I don't honk, I don't eek!
I don't even squeak or squawk
When I wanna say a something
I open up and talk

I can talk!
I can talk talk talk
I can talk!

It's wonderous and mystical
I'm hardly egotistical
Because of this linguistical aplomb
But speaking quite pragmatically
My self-esteem emphatically
Dramatically improved since I was dumb!

Isn't it great
That I articulate?
Isn't it grand
That you can understand?

I don't honk, I don't eek!
I don't even squeak or squawk
When I wanna say a something
I open up and talk

I can talk!
I can talk talk talk
I can talk!