(The gossip’s side of the story)
I saw them. They walked so close to eachother.
Well it made me wonder
if it was right for him to have a girlfriend.
Of course, that is the new trend.
Sigh, sigh again.
Youth of nowadays.
“Flee from fornication”, the good old book says
but there he was taking a stroll with his girl.
I heard she’s called Pearl.
They didn’t hold hands but they kept looking at eachother.
Yes. She held an ice cream; he probably bought it for her.
Not that I should care
but I couldn’t keep it to myself.
He’s my son too so I had to tell
although I have a lot of issues on my shelf.
Yes, I decided to let you know
that the son you are trying to grow
is chasing after useless love. That I know
Oh yes, I may have been walking with a lass
but please I can’t let this pass.
I have to say my side of the story.
She’s just my friend there’s no need to worry.
Well, we live in a society
where people judge immediately they see.
Did I kiss her? No.
Were we holding hands? I doubt so.
No.
But as long as I took a stroll with a friend of mine,
my reputation is on the line.
You saw me with a girl. Does that mean we are in love?
If my temper was hotter than grandma’s coal stove,
you’d say my reaction was impolite.
I acknowledge the fact that gossips are part of life.
Talk about me. I’ll appreciate the fact that I am the glee
of your latest story.
It’s not so bad to be the centre of a topic.
Maybe you are a fan.
But to make the truth known
it was just a friendly stroll
Vibrant words 