Owen Turtle works at a coffee cart

Which Jane the Rabbit visits everyday

Each day Owen thinks of something to say

Jane can’t interact or she’ll fall apart

But Owen decides today is the day

His chest jazz drumming with fast beating heart

Cleans his glasses and thinks of something smart

“Hot enough for you?” unfurled the cliché

Jane the Rabbit looks up shocked, mouth agape

Surprised the turtle has tried to engage

Those creeping feelings she gets on the stage

Come hissing alive like a broken tape