SPEAKING ILL - Poem
SPEAKING ILL
(copyright 2014, by Dave Kiffer)
You wouldn’t have been so crass
To have patted the empty seat
And beckoned me to sit, alas
We were more subtle in our treat.
We had to find the right moments
To sidle together and share info
That I was always first to sense
And you were first to want to know.
Such dirt was always so slyly groomed
The subjects of our gossip clearly doomed
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