the Hippopotamous

Nan Farady

It might be platitudinous to say
to a hippopotamous, friend,
aerobics is where it's at.

It might be pusillanimous to fustigate
a hippo Miss with, friend, aerobics
is where it's at.

Hipshot on land, lugubrious lummonx,
lump of gastrovascularity:
for her, aquatics is what it's about.

Bigshot of the hippodromian deep,
hippogriff, hipster in hiphugging mud,
plentiudinous plumb.

Aquiver in the river--an arabesque,
a priouette--our buoyant bundle
synchronaise lumbago to the wind.

While we, anorexic giraffes,
anaphrodisiacs to this voluptanious
nymph, aerobisize our bodies away.

-Nan Farady@
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