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Horace the Hippo Complains

Horace the Hippo was feeling quite lonely,
And nobody noticed his sad little pout,
With a mutter and sigh he exclaimed, "Oh, if only
My cousin the Rhino were not such a lout!

"He pokes me and prods me, and jabs with his horn,
He snorts and he sneers as he stampedes along,
He laughs at my bulk and he treats me with scorn;
His behavior is brutish and cruel and wrong!

"And I know that his name sort of rhymes with preposterous -
It's convenient for poets, I'm sure you'll agree,
But that's no excuse to compose for rhinoceros,
When instead you could write a nice poem for me!"

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