Rumors!
Rumors!
Every question has an answer
One, two, thre’, or even four
N’ secret be ther’ any more
Rumor’s spreadin’ like cancer
fire Like in heaps of hay
Everybody ha’ full desire
listening desire and thus to say
An ear to stand to listening
An’ tongue is always to spare
Unceasing machine is fire
Unceasing machine’s destruction:
Yes-man is match of ignition
Never objects in howling “Nay”
People’re rings in long of chain
An ear is each a tongue to trail
A tongue is licking tragedy
Sweeping and in crawling pain
A head fixed to a tongue always
A head is trailed to tongue of tail
Jeopardy Keeps above the clouds
Getting wetted and soaked the rain
Put these to sail stuffs in boat
Being the explorer Sindebad
A cracking tale in an ocean fake
Not always sure to try become
To story addition invent
Does it a match affects the hell?
Does it a sand affects a shore?
Is Rumor war of immorals
Setting the fire in war of wars
Has it to score a final goal?
Assassin’s hands if ugliness
The scandal heaps an overall
If snake is art of threatening
Can be hided inside a heap
Can the fire the scandal be?
Of life-discarded rumors be
To streets be thrown off regarded
Ears and tongues of sort negate
Rumor is bulk of bomb neutron
Remark: Sindebad =Sinbad
in order to cohere the meter!
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