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If you only knew what I know now
You’d know that you just need to know.
The secrets I have on the tip of my tongue
About You Know Who and That So and So.

I got dirt ‘bout Him, Her, They, Them
I know everything so ripe and juicy
I’m reluctant to tell, say too much, spill my guts
Spread the goods through my lips loosey goosey.

I could sing my song till the cows come home
Burn a bridge, cut my ties, tell the rumor.
But my family and friends, new and old, close or not
Would be upset ‘cause they have no sense of humor.


is another poem that just sort of spilled out. I have no idea what I was thinking or where it came from...

But I like the alliteration of the title.

Loose Lip Lucy
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