Bill T. Wallace
The Town Gossip
Most small towns are big let downs,
where life can be a bore.
The beloved alcove, is the pot bellied stove,
in Uncle Ben's General Store. Our little town, has a female clown,
that spins her tales like a rattler.
She mingles her prose, with the scent of a rose,
for the ear that will hear, as she tattles. A gossip she is, and a gossip she'll stay,
She conceives and then weaves all her lies.
And the blarney she brays, she dispenses in ways,