I look from my yard at you two as you both pass neither saying a word it would seem. You stare passed one another as if to say, "wish I had the time to stay." Though your time you passed was short for me I know that we'll meet again. Our paths will cross in this strangest ways. They have to now that is what I say. The cards never lie about what they say so neither will I, when I say we shall pass again. You two are quite strange to me. Though to you I am just a strange. My pet you see is quite a sight to see. I call him my darling Sir MOE. When he is hungry I have a quick fix. I let him eat the strangers that walk our way. But don't worry today he feed just yesterday! This is me and my dear Sir MOE can guess how old I am or the answers to my riddles? You may ask my name so here it is upon this day you may call me little Miss. Roe.