Rumors are for losers
Who have nothing else to do.
They sit around and gossip
About things that are untrue
They have no other life
Than just to sit around and talk
About everyone around them
Because they think it makes them hot.
But that is just a rumor
Something I just heard.
Isnt that ironic?
But its totally true i swear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem