Alisdair and I are almost finished reading "The Bastables" by E. Nesbit (just two chapters to go.) I had to smile at a little poem on Page 279 in the chapter called "Hunting the Fox." It reminded me of a made-up ritual my brother and I used to do - shaking hands while jumping up and down and saying (too loudly at times, as our parents overheard us, on at least one occasion) - "I won't tell if you won't tell" The secret oath the Bastable children used sounds so much more official!
I will not tell, I will not reveal,
I will not touch, or try to steal;
And may I be called a beastly sneak,
If this great secret I ever repeat.