Poem 2

June 11, 2015

Here’s poem number two. It’s from a collection I wrote for my grand-daughter, Alice, and is based on a postcard bought at the British Library, which shows a sleeping hippopotamus.

hippo

Poem for Alice

Oh happy is the hippo who is fast asleep.
His snoring is enormous but his dreams are deep.

He dreams he’s young and handsome and he’s living in a palace
And he loves a perfect princess who’s as beautiful as Alice.

In his dream he’s light and lively; he can dance and he can leap.
So don’t disturb a hippo who is happily asleep.

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