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