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“Hurray!” cried the kitten, “Hurray!”

As he merrily set the sails;

“I sail o’er the ocean to-day

To look at the Prince of Wales!”

“O kitten! O kitten!” I cried,

“Why tempt the angry gales?”

“I’m going,” the kitten replied,

“To look at the Prince of Wales!

“I know what it is to get wet,

I’ve tumbled full oft into pails

And nearly been drowned—and yet

I must look at the Prince of Wales!”

“O kitten!” I cried, “the Deep

Is deeper than many pails!”

Said the kitten,“I shall not sleep

Till I’ve looked at the Prince of Wales!”

“O kitten! pause at the brink,

And think of the sad sea tales.”

“Ah, yes,” said the kitten, “but think,

Oh, think of the Prince of Wales!”

“But, kitten!” I cried, dismayed,

“If you live through the angry gales

You know you will be afraid To look at the Prince of Wales!”

Said the kitten, “No such thing!

Why should he make me wince?

If ‘a Cat may look at a King,’ A kitten may look at a Prince!”