Like a dry sponge absorbs water quickly
Filling itself and grows proud without doubt
Yet with one squeeze water leaves so easy
Like a catching disease that have spread out

Evil twisted scrounger for veiled treasure
Restless always without proper respect
Taking stories without any measure
Is like sucking blood done by an insect

If human-sized pests could only be squashed
Like a bug that bit our skin for pure blood
Have no clue as to who had them brainwashed
Surely gossip won’t flow like raging flood

World is peaceful without gossipmongers
Yet stand guard for they are also prowlers