The next day, Tulip's parents
came up with a scheme
to throw a birthday party
for Tulip's brother, Dean.
They said: `We'll have a disco
with a band to lead the dance.
But remember, it's a secret.
Don't tell Dean in advance.'
`Of course I won't,' said Tulip.
But before the day was done
that dreadful, itchy tickle
took over Tulip's tongue.
It waggled here and waggled there.
It told that secret everywhere,
and to everyone.