avoiding brainless gossipmongers
I take myself away from the bibble-babble-bss-bss throng
brainless gossipmongers that are almost always wrong
spreading this, that and the other, with nary a bit of proof
two of the worst of these are my Uncle Bob and Auntie Ruth
When they start their rumors, I sneak out of the room
And never answer their invites to join them on a Zoom
At work when the employees begin to whisper, point and sneer
I take my lunch to my own room, to retain a bit of cheer.
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