My Hippopotamus
The chucky of the body makes it whole
Is it there for a valid reason
The toughness of the skin makes it solid
Is it there to cover the softness
Loving my structure
I might be quite
But when my mouth is open
The world hears me
I might not be the one to look at
But the world stares at me
I might not be a lion in the jungle
But I am the king in the water
The eyes stays hiding under the water
What a concealed environment
The feet stays firmly on the ground
What a confidence it has
Must I continue
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