The beauty shop is a place where the flock likes to gather

Their feathers all ruffled they cackle, cackle, cackle

The spread of innuendos knows no bounds

Interpretations filled with misleads

“Girl, did you know,” brings ears aglow

Birds of feather react, “No, she didn’t.”

Week after week each one speaks.

Adding information to silent situations

 CNN couldn’t keep up with them.

When one stands and says good bye

Another sits antsy at the chance to chat about the bird that flew the coop

Such a sordid affair causing much confusion

She said she said gossip will always flourish,

Because sometimes birds prey.