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Gossip is like the Atom
Which splits and bursts in two,
And it just keeps right on splitting
Till it seems it will burst you.
It starts as just a little thing,
But by each teller it does grow,
And each hearer he believes it
Tho' he really doesn't know.
It's like toothpaste from a tube;
It can never be reclaimed,
And it leaves its poor, and victim
Not cleaned, but rather maimed.
Once the fuse is lit, it seems to blow
Into all the idle ears;
Many people will feast upon it
Throughout the coming years.
If you don't gossip, don't listen,
Don't even kid or chide;
A ship can't be sunk by oceans
If no water gets inside.
You may throw out a fishing line
And haul it back to you;
Gossip that's thrown like that,
Your part in it is through.
Others will take up your place
And tell to each weak one,
Like a fire in a haystack, gossip won't stop
Till the damage is done.
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