I'm on the road today - headed back to work on the West Coast for a few days - so I thought I'd stick with my recent East African theme and share a little ditty about Hippos.
My parents used to sing this song to me as a kid. I have no idea where it comes from but the song was sung to my father by his father and in turn my father sung it to me and my sister.
The Hippo Song
Mud, mud, glorious mud
Nothing quite like it for soothing the blood
So follow me, follow me
Down to the hollow
And there we will wallow
In mud, glorious mud
Want to sing along? It's easy!
Just click the link below to enjoy a music video version of the song!