Rumor Has It
There is no humor,
in spreading a rumor.
They cause so much sorrow and pain.
Still like a tumor,
a tenacious rumor
will surface again and again.
I claim that I hate it.
But do I abate it?
Stop it or just hear it through?
And what if it's true?
So I share it with you.
How do they spread? We haven't a clue!
in spreading a rumor.
They cause so much sorrow and pain.
Still like a tumor,
a tenacious rumor
will surface again and again.
I claim that I hate it.
But do I abate it?
Stop it or just hear it through?
And what if it's true?
So I share it with you.
How do they spread? We haven't a clue!
Excellent words on rumour. Enjoyed that.
ReplyDeleteThat was good! :-)
ReplyDeleteAin't that the truth!
ReplyDeleteVery nicely done!
ReplyDeleteA very nice little poem to hopefully squash rumors.
ReplyDeleteVery Good.
ReplyDeleteThanking you for stopping by.
Nicely written.
ReplyDeleteYou commented on my "Rumors are like bloomers" adage. I actually made that up. LOL
Thanks for stopping by, and for sharing this poem. It's really cute.
Your poems are always entertaining! And so true!
ReplyDeleteOh, yeah. A love / hate relationship.
ReplyDeleteWW - Toil and Trouble