The Nervous Hippo

A hippopotamus walked the tight rope
Wobbling to and fro he did grope
To find some balance as he peered beneath
The spectators looked like ants in their seats

He tried to convince himself he was not afraid
He counted to ten and then he made
A deal with himself that he would not break
To never show off again and put his life at stake!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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