“Ruby, do you see that guy?”

“What? The one that’s walking by?”

“Yeah, the one with spindly legs.”

“Lord! Have mercy, quick,” she begs.

“Oh, but Rufus, look at that,

He has fruit inside his hat,

Guess he didn’t have a bag,

So it holds what he can snag.

 

“I’ll distract him as I fly,

You grab fruit as he goes by.

Then we’ll fly off to have lunch,

 We will sit and munch, munch, munch.”

 

 

“That’s so brilliant, Rufus, dear.

I can do that, have no fear,

And then as we munch our lunch,

Know I love you a whole bunch.”