shush, our little secret

Shush, our Little secret

By JFarrell

 

Do you like sweets?

Do you like comics?

Shush, our little secret.

 

Do you like flying kites on the heath?

Or, riding boats on the lake?

Shush, our little secret.

 

How about seeing your first football match?

Or, your first camping trip, in Wales?

Shush, our little secret.

 

Now, it’s your turn.

 

The sweets have a price.

Stroke it, just like that.

Shush, our little secret.

 

Flying kites, in the park,

This public toilet will do,

Shush, our little secret.

 

Wales? Camping?

Shut the f*ck up and take it!

Shush, our little secret.

 

And, now, it’s my turn.

 

Dad says “what happened to you?”

I say “nothing.”

Shush, our little secret.

 

Mum says “what happened to you?”

I say “nothing.”

Shush, our little secret.

 

I ask “what happened to you?”

I say “nothing.”

Shush, our little secret.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

uncle Brian was a scumbag, what else can I say?

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Uncle B

in a prison would be "hit" with a short prison term. Children are sacred. ~allets~