You aren't the strongest of them all,
Nor the most athletic.
There are those that may call
you weak and pathetic.
You drink a lot and smoke some too.
This causes problems with health.
Your clothes don't always look so new,
who even cares about wealth?
Yes, there are many features
to which I can complain.
Like your friends, who all are creatures,
who will drive me f*ckin' insane.
But no matter what irritates me,
(and please listen to this I say)
all of your other qualities are prince-like you see,
and I will love you anyway.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem