One day a girl called Tulip
found that her friend Lorraine
was busy sending love poems
to a boy called Wayne.
`You fancy him!' cried Tulip.
Lorraine's cheeks went red.
`Remember, it's a secret.
Please don't tell,' she said.
`Of course I won't,' said Tulip.
But when her friend had gone
a dreadful, itchy tickle
took over Tulip's tongue.
It waggled here and waggled there.
It told that secret everywhere,
and to everyone.