Hippopotamus Poem

There was once a fat hippopotamus
Whose appetite was gastrononimus.
When she tried to run
People laughed and made fun
Of her weight and her very large bottomus.
One night after dining on greenery,
(She’s finished off most of the scenery)
She lowered her bulk
In the water to sulk
And to ponder on people so meanery.
She vowed she would start a new diet,
But the zoo-keeper said “I won’t buy it.
Folks aren’t going to look at
A hippo who’s not fat”.
And he simply would not let her try it.
Soon the poor hippo’s weight was unbearable.
She looked like she’d swallowed a dirigible.
When she got the urge
To completely submerge
There followed a flood. It was terrible:
By the time all the water subsided
The people who’d laughed and derided
Were soaked to the skin.
“If she wants to be thin
It’s O.K with us”, they decided.
So our hippo went off to the sauna.
She ate neither flora nor fauna,
Till she had such a shape
Boy hippos went ape,
And her bottom was almost gauna.