The Secret
A recording Teddy left on the secret was out
The Secret
The child’s teddy had a record button,
For laughs and games, for fun and button.
But one day, it was left on,
When the husband made a call at dawn.
He whispered sweet words, full of desire,
To a girl at work, his secret fire.
The teddy, forgotten, stayed on and near,
Recording the words the wife couldn’t hear.
The next day, when the wife picked it up,
The button played back what was once shut up.
The affair was clear, the secret revealed,
The teddy had caught it, the truth unsealed.
The wife now knew, without a doubt,
Her husband’s love, turned inside out.
Eventually, she threw him out,
She divorced the cheat who was caught out.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (2)
Great lesson and Teddy bears contribution to uncovering betrayal excellent
You have to be careful with those Teddy Ruxpin's. Good work.