Sunday, January 4, 2009

My Harry Hippopotamus Wears a Hat

My Harry is a hip old pot,
My Harry is a mess.
My Harry wears his hairs in braids,
My Harry gives me stress

I once caught Harry living large,
Deep in the muddy marsh,
A capuchon upon his head,
A tattoo on his arse.

My Harry is a hip old pot,
My Harry is a mess.
My Harry has a wild streak,
He's a hippopotamus.


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