Gossip’s Lantern.

Flip! Flop!!
Grandma’s rhythm,
An angry doorbell screaming;
Callers of patience running scarce.
Aunt Freda;
Gossip’s lantern,
Everything is hers to chew.
She steps in with a bag full of news,
Are they true?
Can you prove?
Try if you may, to a naught would be your end,
The best place to be
Is out of her view,
But like always
She seeks,
Digging out one or two.


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