A hippo walked into a clinic
     With a face that would cause you to scream.
'You really must help me please doctor.
      I need something to boost my esteem.'

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'My bottom’s too big,' cried the hippo,
      'And a face-lift would help me as well.
I think that I need some white feathers
    And please rid me of this awful smell!'

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'My mouth is too large and too ugly
     And folk say that I look like a freak.
I'd like something a little more charming 
     And I thought of a lovely long beak.'

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'My feet are not suited to water,
     So I’ll take some webbed feet if you please.
Two would be better than four though,
     For then I could sit in the trees.'

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The doctor looked straight at his patient:
      'This is a tall order indeed,
But, given my time and my patience,
    I think I might surely succeed.'

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The surgeon was willing and able -
     A man of renown in New York.
He tirelessly worked on the hippo,
     Transforming him into a stork.  

       
                              – Boom boom!

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