We have a secret, just we three,
The robin, and I, and the sweet cherry tree;
— The bird told the tree, and the tree told me,
— And nobody knows it but just we three.

But of course, the robin knows it best,
Because he built the — I shan't tell the rest;
And laid the four little — something in it
I'm afraid I shall tell it every minute.

But if the tree and the robin don't peep,
I'll try my best the secret to keep;
— Though I know when the little birds fly about
— Then the whole secret will be out.