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Of Course I cannot love them as they are, As much as You. Why aren't they ever really Beautiful, --They too?-- With curly coats, like wool; And floppy ears to pull; Yes, and a wide pink mouth, with such a Smile! Yes, and a Tail that beats time all the while; Beautiful, Beautiful!-- And golden stars, for eyes, Behind the darkest trees (Till your hair's parted)! Why can't they have such darling ways as these?-- Why can't they be so lovely when they sneeze?-- Why can't they ever be so tender-hearted, Or even look so wise As You?-- My Wonderful (even if you Won't say Mew), My True Prince in Disguise! Why can't they be As funny, when they try to sing a song? And when, for everything that I can do, They Won't Agree,-- Why can't they think they're always in the wrong? --Like You!