Poem: Heroic Couplet

This is one of my more obnoxious attempts at form poetry.

Heroic Couplet

The two hold hands and cross the muddy grass
They reach some muck she wonders how to pass.
With grace, he sheds his cloak and leads her ‘cross
The shallow puddle o’er the field lacrosse.
The coat a bridge, the boy a hero true
The young girl’s cheeks develop pinkish hue
What lovely smiles indeed do grace their faces.
The charming teenage couplet then embraces.