Gobbling Up Good Goo

I gaggled with the flock who gob goo!
Even knowing that the gab was dished ‘do’.
And when the gabfest was through…
I did what they don’ did too!
Spread that around to the others,
In this small town.
Like a gaggled gabber gobbling up good goo,
Giving it gossiping gas…
To have it passed around,
Like a hand me down wedding gown!

This poem was written/submitted by Lawrence S. Pertillar.