Their gossiping is senseless, cruel, verbal flatulence they exude, nothing better have they to do.
Yet their troubles are more than the people they gossip of, it's easy to!
Like vultures perched flapping wings, frustrated when nothing is happening; they wait for misfortune to take place.
Then move from one house to another, one street to the other, relating another's disgrace.
All hate and loathe others for who they may be, whether poor or rich, sad or happy.
Gossip mongers In their two's and three's, entertaining themselves with another's misery.
The rapscallions of verbal flatulence are all around, ambitionless, spewing senseless tales.
With a glint of evil in their eyes, limited vocabulary yet mouths full of tainted lies!
Bodily waste is from their lips, they chat, and lie and cause many rifts.
For them it's just another day, something to wile the time away.
Written by Luvving