The Town Mouse and Country Mouse
I was in love with the country,
and she, in love with the city.
We were in love with each other
but were split by the hand of destiny.
She preferred nights on the town
and I, counting country stars.
We woke up side-by-side each morning,
yet the distance between our lives was far.
For what did I know about hailing taxis?
Or her, about forest pines?
Though we surely knew each other's hearts,
our paths were never aligned.
I was alone with the country
and she, alone with the city.
In love but living separate lives
inevitably led to tragedy.