Tell me how jealousy is bred.
The head or heart does it trade?
Sure on the envier ever it preyed.
The poor dear of herself is sure scared!
This morning I could hear on the phone a vicious monologue, rather stupid, about the contact and its Name/Title saved by the Person concerned or her husband. The lady was least concerned about the fact she and her silly self revealing could be heard miles across. It was both laughable and disgusting. Hence I penned this quatrain.
Pratima @ Negativity maketh THEE/ a monkey!
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