Image via WikipediaFrom dawn to dusk, she plied her trade, though she was never over paid.
She loved her pretty little store, and lovely china plates galore.
She always kept it neat and clean. No dust or lint were ever seen.
One day with great anticipation, she planned a fairy tale vacation.
An ocean cruise, no need to hurry. For her boutique, no need to worry.
She hired a hippo, Twinkle Toes, so that her business need not close.
We know good help is hard to find, but had this kitten lost her mind?
This mega hippopotamus, lacked training, grace and tactfulness!
She was rude and she was crude, and she possessed an attitude.
An ocean cruise, no need to hurry. For her boutique, no need to worry.
She hired a hippo, Twinkle Toes, so that her business need not close.
We know good help is hard to find, but had this kitten lost her mind?
This mega hippopotamus, lacked training, grace and tactfulness!
She was rude and she was crude, and she possessed an attitude.
Entering the china shop, the hippo skipped and hipped and hopped.
She turned the music way up loud, so she could entertain the crowd.
Clapping hands were all she needed. The kitten’s words were never heeded.
It would blow your fragile mind, to watch that Hippo bump and grind.
She kicked and spun and tried to dance, in a tutu, in a trance.
Bogey left then sashay right, the shop was soon a sorry sight.
She twirled and shimmied through the air, as china shattered everywhere.
Cups and saucers, mugs and more, all ruined upon the showroom floor!
She turned the music way up loud, so she could entertain the crowd.
Clapping hands were all she needed. The kitten’s words were never heeded.
It would blow your fragile mind, to watch that Hippo bump and grind.
She kicked and spun and tried to dance, in a tutu, in a trance.
Bogey left then sashay right, the shop was soon a sorry sight.
She twirled and shimmied through the air, as china shattered everywhere.
Cups and saucers, mugs and more, all ruined upon the showroom floor!
Teapots, creamers, sugar bowls; servers made for bread and rolls;
More crumbled china, broken glass, with every ballerina pass.
The sight was such, I could not cope – a bouncing Hippo jumping rope.
As ignorance turned into bliss, she limboed to a hip-hop twist.
Twinkle Toes had trashed the shop, and I just could not make her stop!
I am sad but I confess, it’s one big hippopoto-MESS!
The charming shop reduced to trash, with nothing left for her to bash.
It’s very sad but I am sure, the lovely shop will not endure!
Hippos can be very bad, and that can make a kitten sad.
Next time the kitten goes away, let’s press chimpanzees into play!
Some folks may wonder, “Why the fuss? She’s just a hippopotamus!”
But china shops should never be, a Hippo’s “Boogie Jamboree.”
And when the kitten does return, I hope that she will quickly learn,
Don’t trust a hippo with the keys, to china haberdasheries!
© Copyright 1996 by Gary Minkin. P.O. Box 3515, Granada Hills CA , 91394 (818) 363-2211
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