~ Three little monkeys ~

There’s a little secret we shouldn’t tell. Secret will find a way make itself felt! Birds and bees, the storks are all a fraud, I pray. ‘U’oh child shut your mouth Mama wouldn’t say that’ Ones who got it right can’t read or write. Trust me they know who put them here that‘s right! ‘It’s the truth - the whole truth - an nothing but’ Wrap them woman-folk, wrap them tight! No ‘Jezebel’ shall live in my home that‘s right! Not a piece of there skin sticking out come in sight! ‘U’oh child shut your mouth Papa couldn’t see that’ He had hidden under his bed who could know that? Secret can be told in another way no doubt! ‘Come on child… I know a trick…!’ Spin that bottle round a bout. Two go in the closet, a little private I here. Just some poking around an smirking they be. Nine months later surprise! Look here. Little one be real, appear just like Me. Mama wouldn’t, wish she would. Papa couldn’t, wish he could. Mama, like Papa, where the same it seem. Like three little monkeys never saying a thing. Holding back a secret, the one they should have told.