The Gossip

A gossip gets what's coming to her.

The Gossip

 

By Elton Camp

 

At a meeting where my family attend

Comes a woman acting as a friend

“There is something that only I know.

Conscience makes me tell you though.”

 

To her words I give a suspicious eye

But not because she’d deliberately lie

Paper on windows keeps demons out?

That belief makes her word in doubt

 

Young as her son is her present mate

Makes me suspect what she may relate

Control of her own life she must learn

If respect for her report she will earn

 

“Your teenage daughter I saw on a date

With a boy whom I’m sure you’ll hate.

I think you shouldn’t let her do that way

So get her in hand and make her obey.”

 

What she reported I already knew

Because I had been at the mall too

Away from us daughter didn’t slip

Rather, she was taking a class trip

 

She walked away from the rest

Up came a boy she does detest

As she was trying to take a walk,

He followed her and tried to talk

 

The Gossip came along just then

That is how her story did begin

The facts she assumed she knew

Without seeing if they were true

 

I called my daughter standing near

Her wrath the Gossip should fear

A tongue-lashing I did foresee

“Now tell her what you told me.”