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Ye Song Of Ye Gossips
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1

One old maid,
And another old maid,
And another old maid–that’s three–
And they were agossiping, I am afraid,
As they sat sipping their tea.

2

They talked of this,
And they talked of that,
In the usual gossiping way
Until everybody was black as your hat,
And the only ones white were they.

3

One old maid,
And another old maid,–
For the third had gone into the street–
Who talked in a way of that third old maid,
Which never would do to repeat.

4

And now but one
Dame sat all alone,
For the others were both away.
“I’ve never yet met,” said she, with a groan,
“Such scandalous talkers as they.”

5

“Alas! and alack!”
“We’re all of a pack!
For no matter how we walk,
Or what folk say to our face, our back
Is sure to breed gossip and talk.”

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