My friend saw a hippo
Dancing on a loo
This is completely unnecessary
But then again this poem's about you
You ran out the stall
Screaming about poo
No surprise I died laughing
Yes, I was laughing at you
I think you came to my funeral
It's not like I was alive to see
I'd love to tell you my experience dying
But this poem isn't about me
I know this is stupid
And severely inadequate
But let's just face the fact
It made you smile a bit didn't it?
