Just Between You And Me

The rabbits wouldn't thank me if I told you all their secrets
So if I tell you and they find out just say the swallows leaked it
They'll believe you for you see them always rushing here and there
Tittle tattling, calling someone, speaking rumours on the air
Nor do they care who hears it or who they tell it to
They've such loose tongues, not like me, that's why I'm only telling you.

The pheasants wouldn't thank me if I told you where they're nested
So if I tell you and they find out just tell them that you guessed it
They'll believe you, they're so stupid, they're the silliest of birds
All that gaudy plumage really makes them look absurd
Hear the grouse among the heather. They will gossip till they're blue
They've such loose tongues, not Like me, that's why I'm only telling you

There's a field mouse in the thick tall grass, a hedgehog in the bushes
And at the base of yonder hill you'll find a nest of thrush's
A badgers sett's beneath that tree, an otters holt beside the stream
(I told him only yesterday where he could find a bream)
But learn to keep your secrets, don't let your mouth run free
If you must tell someone then I hope you'll be only telling me

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

How the grapevine travels and at speed. Secrets are secrets. Hush, keep them to yourself :) Enjoyed this poem with it's nature theme and message Bryan. Happy Tuesday.

Chris

[Bryan Sefton]

Thank you Chris. Have just got back from great Yarmouth. We have let our passports run out and are discovering England. We know Scotland And Ireland but very litt!e of England and are rectifying it. I am tired of visiting burned out countries when we have this wonderful countryside all around us. Where we live we can travel in any direction and view wonderful scenery.

[Chris Shaw]

We are of the same opinion Bryan. We have incredibly beautiful coastal resorts, country and mountain vistas. Why go abroad when we have our own treasure. We regularly visit Brixham. Love it there. Happy holidaying.

Chris