I was walking through the park
  On a crooked concrete path
When I came across a duck
  Who was following a cat.

They were walking round in circles
  In their own peculiar dance,
A sight I found hypnotic
  And I slipped into a trance.

When the black cat paused to rest
  The duck lay down as well.
How long I had been standing there
  I simply couldn't tell.

I only felt confusion.
  I didn't have a clue
Why I held a woman's handbag
  And what I then should do.

Holding women's handbags
  Didn't suit my latest look,
And I feared that I would surely be
  Accused of being a crook.

I considered many options
  But they all seemed weak or wrong.
I stood there with the handbag
  Till a woman came along.

She smiled and said, "You found it!"
  I nodded and said 'yes'.
I got the feeling I had helped
  A damsel in distress.

She said her bag was stolen
  When she dropped her guard to blink.
She practically insisted
  She'd repay me with a drink.

The duck and cat were sleeping
  When we exited the park.
We ended up conversing
  In a pub till after dark.

We arranged to meet again
  On the following afternoon.
We went to feed the duck.
  Beneath a summer moon

We walked around in circles
  As we talked for many hours.
Those lazy days seemed charmed.
  I brought her luck and flowers.

She gave me gifts as well,
  Like a plastic four-leaf clover.
When she bought a Venus fly trap
  I could tell those days were over.

The future we'd envisioned
  As a couple wouldn't be.
If she can't accept my flies
  Then she's not the one for me.