Here sits the hippo, Plush, plump, but petite, As she patiently pauses On her living room perch, Possibly pushin' one paltry pound. Previously, though, Hunkered in my basement bunker, I'd heard a pounding from on high, Felt the trembling of ceiling tiles. Could it be? A herd Of hefty hippos Hustling through Our humble home? Nope. It's just a paddle-pawed pup Practicing his pounces without pause, Speeding Past 55 Pounds.