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Whisper

'My mum will not speak above a low whisper in public because she doesn't want to draw attention to herself.'
Richard C. Armitage

"Whisper, we're in church," my momma tells me.
"Please momma, let me be."
I only wanted to tell Aunt Sarah what I read,
About how Lazarus was risen from the dead.

"Whisper, you're in class," my teacher tells me.
"Please teacher, let me be."
I just wanted to talk to my friend,
About the history homework that we need to comprehend.

"Whisper, you're in the library," the librarian tells me.
"Please librarian, let me be."
I just wanted to share some gossip, so juicy,
With my girlfriend Lucy.

"Whisper, you're in an art museum," dad tells me.
"Please dad, let me be."
I only wanted to show you what I found,
A painting of a woman with a garment wrapped around.

When can I shout and yell?
When you're outside for a spell.
When you play at the city park.
Or, when you're at the beach and spot a shark!

Copyright © Jennifer Hartley

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