There is nothing so silly
As the blowing wind song
Of gas
Singing from her mouth
Sweet Sarah Sue

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Gossip gobblers rot the relationships of themselves more than the others they so deftly prey upon. Such thoughts and revelations are laid between the lines of the following poetic blog. These poems all erupted from me onto the last pages of my notebooks and other scrap pieces of paper at work. I'm a believer that the best poems are not those that a writer must make happen, but those that force themselves out of a writer.