Abcs of Getting Along With Others
A comes to me and whispers things about B.
She asks if I knew it. I say no.
B comes up and whispers things about C and D.
She asks if I think it was right. I say I do not know.
D comes up and tattle tells on F and G.
She asks what I think. I tell her I have no opinion.
F comes up next to put her feet up and complain about A and D.
I keep quiet which is why this is a daily occurrence.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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