It took me a long while to get my hippo clean
But in the end he had quite a sheen
I've travelled a lot and much I've seen
And thus the world's my hippocrene
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Author:
hzugman (
Offline) - Published: July 28th, 2023 15:05
- Comment from author about the poem: To satisfy a challenge from one of my favorite readers.
- Category: Humor
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I chuckled from the top of my clavicle. Wow, how nice clavicle is to say. I gotta put it in a poem. Would a girl appreciate a clavicular compliment? Hmmm. It’ll b tricky subject matter. But back to our hippo which is a horse that hangs in water and generates canals that defray water in a direction different than current. And clean it mean w sheen unafraud that suddenly you’re crushed cuz he sees you looking at a bird that rides him. I’d be nervous and I’d outsource that hippo hygiene to an unsuspecting limerick writing mime.
Thanx Bobby for the thoughtful analytical comment. And its true that the poem's origin came from a challenge to put hippocrene in a poem. How about a friendly challenge from me to put clavicle in one of yours.? Just sayin/
I feared that was coming but I asked for it Might have to channel the man in black?
I KNOW THAT I FOUGHT TOUGHER MEN BUT SHIT, he broke my clavicle again cuz he kicked like a mule and bit…”
It's not if you win but how you fight.
We'll both know by dawn's bright light.
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