Rap it Up…

Tabby tells

things she shouldn’t,

spilling beans

she said she wouldn’t,

through side of lips

she’ll kiss and tell–

Tabby is a

n’er do well..

her motor mouth

shoots rapid-fire,

dishing dirt

a constant crier,

a whistle that forever blows

Tabby keeps you in the know…

She unbags cat

~no Schrodinger~

and talks such smack

to totes strangers,

she chats you up at wait for bus,

but keep an eye

Tab’s dangerous…

she’ll toss you under

just because,

so if you want

to keep the peace,

don’t tell Tab

she writes the beats,

for gossip rags you might avoid,

because of course,

Tab’s a ‘bloid.