The Babe

Fruit of a moment of supremest bliss, A passionate embrace, a long drawn kiss, Soft, pink and warm and chubby little thing, Most helpless being, despotic as a king.

Third cousin to the gold-fish, the kitten and the chick, As free from care as they are, as shame-free and as quick To feel that life means living and living must be joy, That nothing is of value unless it be a toy.