Poem by Hilaire Belloc

The Hippopotamus

I shoot the Hippopotamus
With bullets made of platinum,
Because if I use leaden ones
His hide is sure to flatten ’em.

1. The Dromedary
2. On the Gift of a Book to a Child
3. On the Ladies of Pixton
4. On the Little God
5. The Marmozet

Ogden Nash The Hippopotamus ("Behold the hippopotamus!")

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