Shhh

I don’t talk about you
And I don’t really like to
You’re great, the best
There is no competition in the rest.
But I say it, it won’t be true;
Something will come out of the blue
And then I’ll have to explain
The terrible pain.
The people who once envied
Will now gloat in our greed
And my disaster
Will soon be plastered
Around the town.
So write this down:
Don’t share your happiness
It guarantees a mess.