The Reputation Destroyer

She looks out through the window on her neighbour's garden whilst talking to her friend on the phone And she feels she is without blemish so she can cast the stone And her stones of course are verbal stones and words are quite hurtful too And with her words one well might say she has harmed quite a few. She tells her friend Meg next door is weeding her garden bed today She is such a silly person and she so old and gray, She does not recognize me nowadays I really wonder why, She must be deaf as she doesn't respond when I call to her hi? Old Meg has turned eighty ten years older than I And she is not the brightest and she does seem that bit shy, Her son and daughter call to see her they do not speak to me Not that unlike their mother or so 'twould seem to be. The reputation destroyer is old Jenny's nick name And though she may not know you she will judge you just the same And almost in every neighbourhood there is one like her or two And between them on the telephone some damage they can do. Wisdom always comes with age or so we have been told Though some do not grow wiser they only do grow old And of Jenny who is seventy it would be fair to say That she is not growing wiser with every passing day.