Keats' Song

I never knew thatParty talk is oh so dullOh what fun to chatNo thanks my glass is fullI looked in your eyesAnd blushed with supriseI'd met you beforeHello I beg you pardonCouldn't hear 'bove the roarWhy not let's go in the garden?You led the wayOh my it's my dayWe looked at a flowerNight-scented so you saidWe talked for an hourOr more and then you readFrom the book of my mindSome words of poetry of a kindWe said our goodbyesAu revoir they say in FrenchMy taxi rolled byI slouched on the upholstered benchOh Keats was so cleverA thing of beauty is a joy for ever