A hippo walked into a clinic
With a face that would cause you to scream.
“You really must help me please doctor.
I need something to boost my esteem.”
“My bottom’s too big” cried the hippo,
“And a face-lift would help me as well.
I think that I need some white feathers.
And please rid me of this awful smell!”
“My mouth is too large and too ugly.
And people say that I look like a freak -
I'd like something a little more charming
And I thought of a lovely long beak.
“My feet are not suited to water,
So I’ll take some webbed feet if you please.
Two would be better than four though,
For then I could sit in the trees.
The doctor looked straight at his patient:
“This is a tall order indeed.
But given my time and my patience
I think I might surely succeed.”
The surgeon was willing and able -
A man of renown in New York.
He tirelessly worked on the hippo,
Transforming him into a stork.
– Boom boom!
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