Don't say a word!

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  In a small town, there is always someone talking about you.
You try your damnest to keep your dirty secrets in.

You will ruin your family, and they will remember you as a rebel child.
You got to be good.
People will start whispering about you.
They will say,"That young lady is a whore." Or "I heard that boy smoke weed."
Now everyone around school or the area will know your name.

How to minimize the talk?
Girl, sit pretty and shut your mouth.
You have to cross your legs.
You got to be somewhat ladylike.
Boy, you be manly.
You got to be playing in the mud, and rough housing.  


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