Coming together to share and cheer,
Her oft unspoken goal to delight and titillate the ear.
Speaking of plights both experienced and heard,
A wagging of tails, a loosening of tongues,
Embellished tales, exaggerated whispers,
Honing the tools of the trade.

The giving of a story in exchange for emotion,
Even a sigh would do,
Much preferred that you shake your head viciously
And find fault with all accused parties,
A step on the road to being a steady stop on her path.

I end with this word of warning,
Remember that no one is sacred.
No, not even you, dear friend,
What have you to offer but a worn-out welcome,
Better the sharp indrawn gasp of shock,
As she barters your relationship for more.