|Master Cerian Cantwr|
A hippo and a hummingbird
Fell in love and had a son -
And though the parents were quite caring,
Their offspring, he was glum.
He found no fauna to make friends with,
Not birdie girls nor hippo guys.
For the one would mock his feathers
And the other taunt his size.
His massive bulk didn't balance well,
For avian feet are weak.
He ate a hundred pounds a day -
Try that with just a beak
He couldn't wallow in the hollow
For his bird-like bones were light,
But pachydermal epidermis
Proved liability for flight.
Though duality did plague him,
He determined to succeed.
He'd show them all, with eagles soar,
From earthen shackles freed.
He charged madly toward the river.
He gave a mighty hop.
He flapped his wings and soared - a yard.
And then he fell - kerflop!
Now if you feel you don't fit in -
That your uniqueness is a curse.
Remember our poor hippo-bird
And know things could be worse.
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