Marjorie picks up the phone,
She's quite sure that she's alone.
Punches in her "good friend's" number
She's excited! It's no wonder!
Something naughty to convey!
Can't wait to tell! Can't wait to say!
"Hello, Sally? Yeah, it's me!
I'm at the window... guess what I see!
You know that ***** across the way?
She's with another man today!
Hannah's hubby, right next door.
Can you believe that little *****
I'm telling you 'coz I'm your friend
This wicked business has to end!
Wait a minute... there they GO!
They're leaving! I'll bet you know
Where they're headed. Oh, you bet.
*A motel room is what they'll get.*
*Juicy fruit spills from the lips
Open mouth and out it slips
Sweet as strychnine to the tongue
Where the poison apple's hung.
If you've nothing nice to say
We're all ears! Come our way!
There's a tale to be told
Don't matter if yo young or old
It's a secret on the block...
... if it's scandalous, LET'S TALK!!!*
Sally John finds her PC.
She has another "friend" you see...
"Hello, Jane? Just talked to Marge,
Got some news, and it is LARGE!
You know that harlot up the street?
You'll never guess her latest meat!
Hannah's hubby! Oh, her ****
I can't believe this awful biz!
Marge told me, it can't be wrong,
They were KISSING... ON THE LAWN!!!
Then they drove off in his car...
They weren't going very far
No-Tell Motel's where they're at...
Whatcha expected from an alleycat.
Hannah's gonna *flip her lid!
I won't tell, so keep it hid...*
-chorus-
The story spread around, of course.
Hannah's filing for divorce.
Then her hubby *lost his job...
... as pastor of a CHURCH of GOD.*
And the ***** Well. She died.
She committed suicide.
The real story was quite sad,
And I hope it makes you mad.
"Harlot's" son? He needed pills.
Guess no one knew that he was ill.
She wasn't goin' very far...
... and her pastor had a car.
Who's the culprit? Who's to blame?
Guess we all know her name.
Who's to count the tragic cost?
*With one stroke two lives were lost!*
Her little boy went 'round the bend.
An alcoholic in the end.
The tongue can be a thing of praise
Or ignite a mighty blaze!
So check your heart. Check your mouth.
Make sure that it's not *headin' SOUTH.*
Kindness is joy in age or youth....
... you *reap what you sow **and
THAT'S the TRUTH.***
SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) July 5, 2010
Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 9:58 AM UTC
Marjorie picks up the phone,
She's quite sure that she's alone.
Punches in her "good friend's" number
She's excited! It's no wonder!
Something naughty to convey!
Can't wait to tell! Can't wait to say!
"Hello, Sally? Yeah, it's me!
I'm at the window... guess what I see!
You know that ***** across the way?
She's with another man today!
Hannah's hubby, right next door.
Can you believe that little *****
I'm telling you 'coz I'm your friend
This wicked business has to end!
Wait a minute... there they GO!
They're leaving! I'll bet you know
Where they're headed. Oh, you bet.
*A motel room is what they'll get.*
*Juicy fruit spills from the lips
Open mouth and out it slips
Sweet as strychnine to the tongue
Where the poison apple's hung.
If you've nothing nice to say
We're all ears! Come our way!
There's a tale to be told
Don't matter if yo young or old
It's a secret on the block...
... if it's scandalous, LET'S TALK!!!*
Sally John finds her PC.
She has another "friend" you see...
"Hello, Jane? Just talked to Marge,
Got some news, and it is LARGE!
You know that harlot up the street?
You'll never guess her latest meat!
Hannah's hubby! Oh, her ****
I can't believe this awful biz!
Marge told me, it can't be wrong,
They were KISSING... ON THE LAWN!!!
Then they drove off in his car...
They weren't going very far
No-Tell Motel's where they're at...
Whatcha expected from an alleycat.
Hannah's gonna *flip her lid!
I won't tell, so keep it hid...*
-chorus-
The story spread around, of course.
Hannah's filing for divorce.
Then her hubby *lost his job...
... as pastor of a CHURCH of GOD.*
And the ***** Well. She died.
She committed suicide.
The real story was quite sad,
And I hope it makes you mad.
"Harlot's" son? He needed pills.
Guess no one knew that he was ill.
She wasn't goin' very far...
... and her pastor had a car.
Who's the culprit? Who's to blame?
Guess we all know her name.
Who's to count the tragic cost?
*With one stroke two lives were lost!*
Her little boy went 'round the bend.
An alcoholic in the end.
The tongue can be a thing of praise
Or ignite a mighty blaze!
So check your heart. Check your mouth.
Make sure that it's not *headin' SOUTH.*
Kindness is joy in age or youth....
... you *reap what you sow **and
THAT'S the TRUTH.***
SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) July 5, 2010
Gossip, or character assassination, in the
Bible, is tantamount to ******
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