A Mundane Tale

We know each other the two of us I was in a hurry in a time of rush He was happy his eyes joy-lit "Spare a little time, for one biscuit". Just then came the red office bus I was annoyed, I was in a rush A moment's hesitation and I boarded it Glanced at him and our eyes did meet. Something I saw moistened his eyes A surprise it was he couldn't disguise He couldn't believe, the thing of the street, that I would leave him without biscuit. It found me again back on the street Someone was needed to buy him a biscuit Other things could wait, such as office Not for the world could I give it a miss.