I tried to hide behind this tree
And hoped that he would not see me

A hyena is no one’s friend out here
Especially for a meaty hippo, I fear

He’ll make me his dinner, I can’t have that
Maybe I should be trying to chat

With him, before he gets too close
Though he may find me quite morose

Instead, perhaps, I could explain
That I’m no feast, he should abstain

He needs more meat, for his thin frame
Go on, go find some other game!

But silly me, he couldn’t care less
And so to him, I will acquiesce

But wait! He’s leaving, yes! I’m saved
It wasn’t hippo he really craved!

 

August Writing Prompt – Hippos and hyenas – Day 23/31

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