Gossip Train Toot Toot
If you look for
ugly
You'll See it
If you stare
too long
You'll be it
When we
Speak without thinking
to tickle the ear
There is something
to ponder
So as to see clear
When we talk
Just
to disrepute
A manslayer
We become
Killing a reputation
It is mean spirited fun
Just imagine should
The tables turn
And you be the one on the block
being happily sliced and
Diced about
After throwing the very first rock
Being righteous over much
doesn't aid
One righteous to be
Remember but for
The grace of God
goes walking you and me
now my old house
Ain't made of glass
But I'll try to keep this in mind
When slinging,and flinging
around words that I
Choose the ones that are kind
Copyright © Vickey Rhymer | Year Posted 2022
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