'Beauty is in the eye of the beholder' they say,
But you they have not viewed,
Your sleek curves, your slanted eyes,
The sense of menace you exude.
You hug the ground as you turn with ease,
Growling that glorious note,
So superior, your pedigree breeding,
Your flawless style, your shiny red coat.
You are my sun, my moon, my morning light,
You are the only one for me,
But you and I, we're not allowed,
This love is not to be.
