Here about the park I wander'd, walking a dog sublime
With the dog lead of polycarbonate, with one eye on the Time;
When the summer behind me like a fruitful land reposed;
When I thought about the present, of the winter that would froze;
In the Autumn a fuller orange comes upon Redwood and Birch;
In the Autumn the silent Heron gets himself another perch;
In the Autumn a livelier yellow changes on the spurwing'd plover;
In the Autumn a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of rugger.
With apologies to Alfred, Lord Tennyson and Locksley Hall.