Shooting From The Hippo

27 Jun

a.k.a. Unpublishable Saturday Afternoon Whimsy

***

Jamshedji the Hippo lived in Cooverbai Pond

He was born and raised in its glorious mud

After his Daddy did abscond.

Growing up among sisters, he would pluck lotus flowers,

String them, wear them, and play pretend

For many afternoon hours.

Listening to Beethoven, he would twirl a dainty leg,

And settle down at the end of day

To swig a Parsi peg.

He would pray a tad too earnestly for pretty, pretty Daisy

To waddle over and say hello

But no, she was too lazy.

His hairdresser was Suki the Stork, who labored all in vain,

Try as she might, it was a fight,

To manicure that mane.

If you’re trying to glean exactly where this ditty is going,

Let me know, will you, kind soul,

For I am certainly not knowing.

Stop by, say hi and share a drink, these lines will shortly end,

The author doesn’t appear to think,

But will be glad to see a friend.

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20 Responses to “Shooting From The Hippo”

  1. Mamma Mia! Me a Mamma?!? June 27, 2009 at 5:59 pm #

    I’m always available for a drink, virtual or otherwise!

    Let this whimsy lead you somewhere…it’s got heavy (err, pun not intended) potential!

  2. maidinmalaysia June 27, 2009 at 7:22 pm #

    this ditty is going…
    to make one aunty g
    happy as can be

  3. Shivani June 27, 2009 at 7:46 pm #

    A peg-swigging Parsi hippo is just scaling the height of cuteness that ever existed!! I can visualise πŸ™‚

  4. Prashanti June 27, 2009 at 8:33 pm #

    I am all up for a drink πŸ™‚ Can I have an emaratto sour and a frozen margarita plz πŸ™‚

  5. Manju June 27, 2009 at 8:55 pm #

    LOL, dropped by after a long time and had a good laugh. Oh, now that you see this friend, the drink better be frozen lime margaritas. Little A has been weaned and I crave it all the time.

    Why do I get this feeling this Parsi hippo is not entirely a figment of your imagination……….come on tell us more…….through ditties about him.

  6. Aunty G June 27, 2009 at 11:08 pm #

    You betcha, MinM, that am happy to see
    And read our dear OJ’s going-nowhere ditty
    Shall we join in the cheer
    With a chilled mug of beer?
    She’s proved, beyond doubt, that she’s ALSO witty

  7. wordjunkie June 28, 2009 at 3:02 pm #

    A hippo deep in happy hour
    But lonely for a friend.
    Look, here comes Maisy
    Sister of Daisy
    To put his woes to end.

    (I’m a sucker for happy endings)

    Now, about that drink…

  8. M.... June 28, 2009 at 8:37 pm #

    Dropped in to say hello and a virtual cheer …. πŸ™‚

  9. Priyanka June 29, 2009 at 11:26 am #

    Salut!

    πŸ™‚

  10. Thinking Cramps June 29, 2009 at 11:59 am #

    Ha ha ha…

    That hippo seems rather lonesome
    All by its swampy ownsome
    For the sake of dear Jamshed,
    I hope Daisy did wade,
    Over to him with a smile so winsome.

  11. hopscotch June 29, 2009 at 1:00 pm #

    Aah! This is one dear hippo…on this one endeared blog!

  12. In Love with my life June 29, 2009 at 2:50 pm #

    Never mind where this is going…..this hippo is as cute as he can get:-)

  13. dipali June 29, 2009 at 4:30 pm #

    Three cheers to Jamshed and friends! *hic*

  14. Orange Jammies June 29, 2009 at 10:45 pm #

    M4: To the looney bin, hon… to the looney bin. πŸ˜‰

    maidinmalaysia: Gotta make up for all that morbid portry that upsets her.

    Shivani: And don’t miss his blue Hawaiian shirt. πŸ™‚

    Prashanti: One kiwi margarita coming right up!

    Manju: Sigh. I suppose I must confess I’ve modelled him on me.

    Aunty G: I’ll make this pretty snappy,
    say I’m glad to see you happy,
    it was my turn
    to make the lines churn
    and put to work old Lappy.

    wordjunkie: Parsi men, honey…more bachelors than not.

    M..: Hello!

    Priyanka: Hey! This is a surprise. πŸ˜€ May I tell you that HHC is my electronic equivalent of comfort food?

    Thinking Cramps: No such luck, girl. These Parsi women, they’re picky.

    hopscotch: Glad you hopped over.

    In love with my life: I’ll tell him you said that. He’ll be mighty chuffed.

    dipali: Hic, hic, hurray!

  15. surabhi July 1, 2009 at 6:26 pm #

    dropped by
    just to wave a hi
    instead
    a going-nowhere ditty
    was found
    about cooverbai in the city
    with a pond
    i go back now
    to tell sanah the little sow

    …this delicious story!

    i laboured over this rhyme…but atleast i go back armed with a rhyme that actually rhymes πŸ™‚

  16. Orange Jammies July 2, 2009 at 3:42 pm #

    surabhi: Even if only for the sake of appropriate rhyming, how can you call the little one a pig??! 😯 Horrors, girl!

  17. surabhi July 2, 2009 at 10:08 pm #

    little sows are adorable.
    and we all get animal names all the time…nothing is profane, nor sacred:)

    i did read out the rhyme to her by the way- she guffawed her way through- dont know how much of it she got- but the sound of it charmed her- are there more episodes in jamshedji’s story?

  18. Orange Jammies July 6, 2009 at 12:40 am #

    surabhi: I’ll have to get an okay from him first. He can be quite disagreeable if not appropriately appeased.

  19. Miss V July 8, 2009 at 11:59 am #

    Haha…you sure can take over from Lewis Carroll πŸ˜€

  20. Orange Jammies July 8, 2009 at 2:24 pm #

    Miss V: …and maybe in that way get to be a character in Alice in Wonderland? Oh joy! πŸ˜€

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