Neal Pollard
‘Tis a rarified, but golden treat,
To find one who hears whose lips will not repeat.
Who knows the art of being discreet,
To know such a friend is very sweet.
Whose self-control their mouth equips,
Who in temptation never trips,
And betrays a secret or blithely quips,
My words are not safe on such loose lips.
A crack of character, such indiscretion,
A sin of heart and mouth that needs confession.
When friends a secret shares with you in session,
Lock up thy jaw and make the right impression!
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