by Whimsy Gizmo
The hippos are having a party,
Some merriment in the mud
Their faces are all full of mischief,
Just grinning and chewing their cud.
No one says they hippo-poto-musn’t,
And so they stay dirty all day
As they wallow and they wander,
In their hip-hip-hooray way.
And when the day is over,
they take a little rest…
After making a wonderfully,
Toppy to bottomy, flip-flopopotomy