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One in every village.

July 22, 2017

There's one in every village
you will see her curtains twitch,
the one two hundred years ago
would be branded as a witch.

 

She's the one who knows your business
before you do yourself.
and it's best to just ignore it
if you value your good health.

 

If someone has a baby,
or they're having an affair.
You'll see her in the window,
watching from her chair.

 

And she'll spread around the gossip
like confetti at a wedding,
she'll even tell the neighbours
when you change your bedding.

 

She makes everything her business,
she'll know the colour of your knickers.
She'll be waiting in the churchyard
to see whose chatting to the vicar.

 

And if you have just moved in
she'll invite herself to tea,
to check the colour of your curtains
and find out your history.

 

We don't worry about break ins,
she's like a private guard.
She'd be asking them for details
before they crossed the yard.

 

And she'll check on poor old Ethel
and bore her half to death,
about the price of milk and taters
and hardly draw a breath.

 

There's one in every village
it's as if they share them out
from a school for nosey neighbours
sprinkled carefully about.

 

And when she finally goes to
that heavenly village in the sky
you know she'll still be watching
like a celestial village spy!
Jan Millward©

 

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