There is a secret that I keep,
In this poem superficial and deep,
Try as you might, the code is simple
All you need to do is crease your dimple.

Why is it that secrets are forbidden?
I think there’s a thrill to finding things hidden
Tempting as it may be, did not curiosity,
As the saying goes, end the cat’s life miserably?

By this time, I have written my secret,
To the full view of the world a regret.
The full view of the world a regret,
For sure you know there is a dual secret.