I shoot the Hippopotamus
With bullets made of platinum,
Because if I use leaden ones
His hide is sure to flatten 'em.
Hillaire Belloc (pg.544)
This is a short and to the point poem. It is interesting how he rimed platinum with flatten'em. It's a cute poem and a testament to how tough the poet thinks the body of a hippo is. I like poems that rime and are cute like this.
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