The flap, flap, flapping of her lips was a constant drone. This was was Queen Quidnunc – hidebound in her irritating actions – day in and day out. Her annoying opinions were gainsaying to the peaceful ebb and flow of my world. This queen’s gossipy manner, germinated with her undying energy to perpetuate incredibly poisonous nonsense, seemed destined to eternize a life whose main function is to disrupt, disturb, and ultimately destroy God’s beautiful creations – the world and its inhabitants. Though known as Queen Quidnunc, her behavior was far from regal. It was more like a Tatterdemalion, with a personality to match – ragged and retched.
The world needs far fewer gossipers, meddlers, disrupters and such. They will never all go away, but I hope I will have to encounter just a middling – if I have to encounter any at all.