The Chase
Round and round and round she goes
Over the mumpers, through the rows
After a thief who has stolen her heart
They come together, then they must part
Caught up in their strange, and intricate dance
Created not so much by fate, but chance
She Dogs him hard and catches the con
But time and again he's out before dawn
To once more begin their chase in the night
A game that they play away from the light
For she is the Dog who leads the pack
And he the Rat with a throne at his back
So they'll go on, till their lives do end
Then off and away the pigeons shall send
Their souls still racing into the dark
Now he is chasing her challenging bark
So they'll continue their fleet footed play
That's they'll go on, for eternity and a day
Fin.