did't they?

You know my secret, somebody told you didn't they?
I can tell by your voice
And in the way
We are awkward, mama, what did they say
When they told you my secret anyway?

The old heave-ho holds the old you don't know
What to do, what to say
Didn't they?

You in your half-shirt and lies
Me with the half-lit eyes
What a pair, who would ever suspect?
And could I care for polite
When mama, I'm so frightened
As a girl with a secret could be

© 2000 Erin McKeown