Tittle-tattle
Nosy, Snoopy, prying, busy meddling meddling. Idle idle, all I know and do is to snoop around. Each time I hurt my head, the brain echoes like an empty cylinder. The echo sounds like this; "Tittle-tattle, don't be a dunce". As tattlery is for a doltish clown, gone are the days people do tattlery. No time for tittle-tattle.
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