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.