Let's do something, but what should it be?

  A chase, A race, A ball or a party?

  Why not two; the first and the last,

  Stolen novel; please report.

  I'll give you a head start, because I'm fast!

  A gunshot sounds, and then you flee.

  As I start to chase, your scent blows to me...

  Across the fields and through the rows,

  Like a delicate wilting rose!

  I've almost got you within my grasp,

  As I block out the moon I hear you gasp!

  What a noise, but I don’t pity;

  I shall make the grass red with you my pretty!