The Secret

Can you keep a secret? Good!

Cos this one’s super hot –

In my desk, amongst the mess,

I found a …. you-know-what.

Now promise you won’t tell a soul

Not even Mary-Lou,

I turned it round and then I found

A note from you-know-who.

I laughed so hard my tonsils ached

I thought I’d nearly die,

It must have happened you-know-when

Because of … you-know-why.

Now don’t you go and blab all this

To Rosie and her lot,

If you do, I’m warning you,

They’ll give us you-know-what.

Jill McDougall

• Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #17