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Aug 2013
Office Gossips . . . Awful people . . .

Gossipygossipygossipygossipygossipygossip . . Ahhhhhh

Gossips ! . . . Ssshhhhhhhh . .

Have you heard ?

It's the . . 'shame it's a shame' game . .

Though no one's to blame,
No one with any
Particular name . .
Not really . . ?
Not now . . anyhow . .
It's been spun around town . .
That you said . . sincerely . .
' I'm SO glad we met ' . . . .

Well . .
Your words hit their mark
Were not shots in the dark
More . . insidious darts
Which promised to spark
Even more . .

Then . .

Then . . YOU . . walked away, ( ?? )
same as you were
the day before.
Where doing the right thing . .
Well . . . it just didn't count . .

Since when gossip moved in
Common sense moved on out
As the NEED for a rumour
'BURIED . ITS . SNOUT
Scenting  . . scandal
Or news . . .
To peruse and abuse
And ultimately
Maybe  just . . to amuse . . .


Do the gossips win ???
Or the rest of us . . Lose ???



Oh . . . .
The moral of my little muse
IF THE HORSE DON'T TALK
THEN IT'S NOT REALLY NEWS
It's  just personal spin?
Which belongs in the bin
Dominic Simpson
Written by
Dominic Simpson  Manchester
(Manchester)   
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