Tongue Waggers Sent To Coventry

Tongues loose, tongues in a hangman’s noose Wag without care to declare nonsense As wisdom salvaged from the sluice Where nonsense whacked common sense Lost in a sea of error whose terror Harmed victims concealed by protagonists who opted to promote The cult of nonsense whose defence mirror Plunged into reverse gears that chose to demote Common sense when tongue waggers Congregated in an occult cabal to upgrade gossiping skills As though grapevine daggers Staggered upper echelons of wisdom whose quills Spilled reason in dark corners where tongue waggers shared nonsense seeds Plus fertilizers of idleness and the icing on cakes of lies Whose taste on tongues that wagged feeds Total belief in naked gossip sties Tied malfeasants together tighter The better for them to wage war on common sense and desecrate workplace etiquette Which is anathema to tenets of ultimate gossipers rate lighter Than curses the wisdom ticket That caught gossipers red handed munching grapevine beans While sharing tins and pins of sins For which gossipers scrambled when grapevine means Came under close scrutiny when truth queens Declared grapevines illegal in Wisdom Land Where any culprit convicted of spreading gossip propaganda Would be stripped of the royal brand And punished for the gossip blunder Committed without shame To discredit the truth and integrity In solemn worship of the blame name and claim Would be sent to Coventry for eternity.