They hang out all day, <br />Ain't got no plans, <br />With nothing to do, <br />And time on their hands. <br /> <br />In everyone's business, <br />All over town, <br />Just talking trash, <br />To bring them down. <br /> <br />Talk more trash, <br />Later on the phone, <br />When they should be out, <br />Takin' care of their own. <br /> <br />They only go out, <br />For a free meal, <br />Too damn lazy, <br />To go out and steal. <br /> <br />Ain't got no job, <br />Ain't got no pay, <br />They just keep talkin', <br />With nothin' to say. <br /> <br />People so petty, <br />It's hard to believe, <br />That they actually, <br />Live and breed. <br /> <br />Sitting on the steps, <br />With nothing better to do, <br />But you better watch out, <br />They're talkin' about you. <br /> <br />09-28-10.<br /><br />Alan W. Jankowski<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/trash-talk-2/
