The Secret

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.