I know a secret Neely told me, no lie.
Don’t tell me, I cautioned her. It could make you die.
She followed me around all that day and the next.
I gave her the cootchie eye, and a brave genuflex.
She would not leave me alone, she wanted to tell.
I told her she’d better not, for blabbermouths don’t sell.
She...
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