I will tell Surely tell Wait until Meenakshi teacher arrives I will surely tell
That you’d pinched me You had hit me You’d hidden my umbrella Your hand had delved into my lunch box And you picked up and ate the tender mango pickle I’ll tell everything
That you’d peeped into my math book And copied my homework You’d forged my handwriting You’d spilled violet ink On the cover page of my science book You’d inscribed “I love you” in my palm You’d scored on my back with the compass Everything, everything
You’d called me names Didn't you call me monkey? I’ll tell that too You threw the marbles That my grandpa had bought me Into the river I’ll tell that too You spoiled my new slate That my brother had got me That too
You had written in page fifteen Of my double lined copy book That Padma teacher isn’t good I’ll tell that too
Well, nope Not saying that What if Meenakshi teacher relishes that You may end up getting fewer whacks
At any cost I’ll tell That you’d eaten Raw mango with salt In the classroom
Before the teacher came in You’d written The film song on the board For sure I’ll tell that Just wait and see Teacher is going to grill you You’ll cry You’ll burst into tears I’ll see that and burst into laughter
When you cry I’ll drop some ants into your bag
Oh! Have you already Started to cry Now wipe your tears Hey, come and sit Here Next to me.
(If you give me a kiss on my cheek, I won’t tell anything. What you refuse to give me that? You don’t need to give that for free When I grow up I’ll return that; Will give you double Of what you give
Forgot to ask you something The birth before the last You’d borrowed A 316 kisses From me When will you return them?)