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Hilaire Belloc

(27 July 1870 – 16 July 1953 / La Celle-Saint-Cloud)

The Hippopotamus


I shoot the Hippopotamus
With bullets made of platinum,
Because if I use leaden ones
His hide is sure to flatten 'em.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002
Edited: Friday, November 11, 2011

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