The all-seeing eyes,
follow every step,
guard against surprise,
make promises kept.
The village corner
where the aunties meet;
daily informer,
down on gossip street.
Coming and going,
it's all kept on file.
In need of knowing?
Give auntie a smile.
Everyone knows everything that goes on in the village. No need for cameras.
Today’s Daily Stoic poem:
Yes, a miserable truth of modern life. We are all in virtual jails.
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Down on gossip street sounds like the name of a song. I may qualify as an auntie. Nosey or curious?
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Haha! Pretty much everyone is related to each other along our road. Our house is the outlier!
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