crystal-earth

Shall I compare thee to a rubber duck? Thou art more noble and more rubbery The lowly pigs and cows roll in the muck But thee, thou brave the bathtub's stormy sea; Thy yellowness is unsurpassed by any Thine eyes are full of kindly warmth and light Thy beak: as sharp as knives - and there are many Who envy thy fair, streamlined, graceful flight; Thy quack is sweet, calm music to my ears Thy wings are soft and downy to my touch Thy bathtub drowneth all my deepest fears There never was one who I loved so much: Fair rubber duck, I ask of you one thing - For you to be my queen, and I your king.