I cannot but deny
The magic in the sky
The day I saw a pink Hippo fly
I rubbed my eyes
not once, not twice
but certainly more than thrice
Defiant he flew of gravity
Despite his obvious obesity
He sailed forth with gaiety
He wore a party hat
He was not on a flying mat
But seemed ready for a chat
It was no spoof
The story was fool proof
Invited he was to a party on the roof
I cannot but deny
The magic in the sky
The day I saw a Hippo fly
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 11:36 AM UTC
I cannot but deny
The magic in the sky
The day I saw a pink Hippo fly
I rubbed my eyes
not once, not twice
but certainly more than thrice
Defiant he flew of gravity
Despite his obvious obesity
He sailed forth with gaiety
He wore a party hat
He was not on a flying mat
But seemed ready for a chat
It was no spoof
The story was fool proof
Invited he was to a party on the roof
I cannot but deny
The magic in the sky
The day I saw a Hippo fly
