Observation Poem by Rebecca Pepper

Between you and me, I fear for her
I do feel in a way but I must say sir
That although she belongs completely to him
The chances that he sees himself as hers are slim

Between you and me, I cry for that girl
I mean who cares about dresses or a string of pearl
If the beauty of the gift is not given but taken
Well at least maybe now they will both awaken

Between you and me, you would disagree?
Why do tell, what is it you deduce from what you see?
You, my dear sir, are a genius! Of course she gave him reason
How did I not see her hideous, uncouth treason!

Well between you and me, I must say this
Maybe they are as bad as each other, such a false kiss
But from the mistakes we observe may we play a better game
God know that the consequences of theirs puts ours to shame

Let's keep this between you and I, I wouldn't want to lie
Wouldn't want anyone to know the information we spy
How unclean would that look, if we were caught!
Lord have mercy on our souls, we are not that untaught