O Honey
what's the matter?
has John been bad
should I tell his mother?

O Honey
mum knows what growing up is
there are many, many upsets
after the first kiss.

O Honey
your grades are telling
Miss Proud spoke to me
you are failing.

O Honey
you are only fifteen
don't rush into things
John is the first boy you've seen.

O Honey
don't you be dumb
don't buy the pill from the pharmacy
your time has not come.

O Honey
you are our delight and pride
dad and I would want you
some day to be the happiest bride.

O Honey
be a good girl, smile
I've prepared the pasta you love
we'll dine in a little while.

O Honey
handsome boys there are many
too many around in fact
few girls are like you-you are -so pretty.

Now wipe away your tears
my dearest, dearest Honey
no boy must make you cry
you are so lucky to have the world's best mummy!