Sunday, April 18, 2010

poems

A Boy's Best Friend

My hippo is missing, he's vanished,
I haven't seen him since noon,
How could I misplace something so "biggish"
What if he flew away on a balloon.

Ill need to put up some missing flyers,
they'll read "My Hippopotamus is Gone"
"He's a good hider, he looks like a pile of old car tires"
"He's got two front teeth, and goes by the name John"

Ive got a few baseball cards as a reward,
I will be so lost without him,
oh geez, I never checked the backyard,
Why is John in the pool, I didn't know he could swim?

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