Spring

As new buds told old petals to forget For whatever reasons between seasons, we met I to take my hound for a bound in the park You, to the zoo with your son before dark And he, like a bee to a new-flowered tree Saw the dog, I saw you and then you saw me And while your begat was besmat with my pet I asked for your name, you did same, so we met No instance romance no ad-lib dance or report Just a mellow hello and a smile of a sort But our hearts with his darts, Cupid had shotten And my hound could've drowned, and your begotten, forgotten!