If I were a royal antelope: I'd sing you songs about the texture of leaves and fruit between my teeth.

I'd bound up hills with and roll around sunshine pools.

I'd bathe infrequently or not at all.

I'd sometimes sleep standing up, but only during the day.

I'd perk up my ears every time I heard rustling in forests.

I'd be very timid and hide out almost all of the time.

I'd allow my mate mount me wildly from behind.

I'd not be particularly gregarious

I'd sip cool water from springs.

I'd be nearly, but not completely, nonexistent.