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Hippopotamus Song

 
A bold hippopotamus was standing one day 
On the banks of the cool Shalimar 
He gazed at the bottom as he peacefully lay 
By the light of the evening star 
Away on the hilltop sat combing her hair 
His fair hippopotami maid 
The hippopotamus was no ignoramus 
And sang her this sweet serenade 

Chorus:

Mud, mud, glorious mud 
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood 
So follow me follow, down to the hollow 
And there let me wallow in glorious mud 

The fair hippopotama he aimed to entice 
From her seat on that hilltop above 
As she hadn't got a ma to give her advice 
Came tiptoeing down to her love 
Like thunder the forest re-echoed the sound 
Of the song that they sang when they met 
His inamorata adjusted her garter 
And lifted her voice in duet 

Now more hippopotami began to convene 
On the banks of that river so wide 
I wonder now what am I to say of the scene 
That ensued by the Shalimar side 
They dived all at once with an ear-splitting sposh 
Then rose to the surface again 
A regular army of hippopotami 
All singing this haunting refrain 

The amorous hippopotamus whose love song we know 
Is now married and father of ten, 
He murmurs, "God rot 'em!" as he watches them grow, 
And he longs to be single again! 
He'll gambol no more on the banks of the Nile, 
Which Naser is flooding next spring, 
With hippopotamas in silken pyjamas 
No more will he teach them to sing