Flight Of The Hippo-Crocka-Ducks Poem by Brian Porter

I saw three Hippo-crocka-ducks a flying through the air,
Their wings were like an ephalumps, tail feathers like a bear.
They flittered in, they flittered out they hovered like a rock.
then off they flew to join the others of their flock.

The flock of 'crocka-ducks flew by,
their wings were all a flutter.
The leader asked 'How are humans e't,
The flock replied - ' With Butter! '

I saw that it was getting late and time to hurry home
and leave the Hippo-crocka-ducks the garden full to roam.
Where they can munch on butterflies or catch a passing yak.
By and by they'll fly off home. I hope they don't come back.