The Story of the Hippo

The hippopotamus.
He is not born, going:
“Cool bean, I am a hippo!”
No way, José.

So, he tries to paint stripes on himself,
to be like the zebra,
but he fools no one.

And then he tries to put spots on his skin,
to be like the leopard,
but everyone knows he is a hippo.

So, at a certain point,
he looks himself in the mirror,
and he just says,
“Hey! I am a hippopotamus,
and there is nothing I can do about it.”

And, as soon as he accepts this,
he lives life happy:
Happy as a hippo.

— Adapted from ‘Along Came Polly’.

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