Rumour, Hearsay and Gossip
sat around a loaded table
in the dimmed bar -
Tipple and Tattle
To slurp and to sip!
Rumour was in bad mood
His SUV called WhatHuff
Has been impounded
With a rude traffic cop rap
Foamed he, “Those stinky brood!”
He banged the table hard
All at the tipsy table agreed
“Don’t those who ride to ruling thrones
The people of the Land feed
With Fakehood, Titter and canard?”
Xavier Bage
Wed, July 18, 2018
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