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Gossip


First someone told it, and the room would not hold it, so the busy tongues rolled it,

 till it grew long and wide. This lie brought forth others like, evil sisters, and brothers

, mothers , fathers who all induldged  inside. Gossip is one that is evil and dum,which

has no fun for all involved.So to the one that told it, in the room that would not hold it

becareful of the tongues that will roll it , because lies can definately become long and 

spread wide.

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Kwatt001
<p>I love that poem, and it so true..&nbsp;</p>

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