Little Angel

I know a little angel once
With half a dollar to spend--
She thought a kitten would be nice
To love and gently tend.

She found some in the pet shop--
Such fluffy pretty things--
Their bright blue eyes and playful ways
Made her clap her wings.

They held out tiny clause to her,
Imploring her to choose--
She picked the ugliest of them all,
He made such plaintive mews!

His fur was matted, short and rough,
His eyes were shy and yellow--
I asked the little angel what
She saw in such a fellow.

She said, "The others are so sweet.
People will love them all;
But if I did not buy this one,
He'd not be loved at all!"