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A Pygmy Hippo Named Moo Deng
In the jungle deep, where the rivers flow,
Lived a little hippo that everyone would know,
His name was Moo Deng, small but strong,
With a heart full of laughter, he'd hum a happy song.
Oh Moo Deng, Moo Deng, running through the trees,
Splashing in the water, living wild and free,
With his tiny feet and his curious eyes,
He makes the jungle sing with joy under the skies.
He'd waddle through the mud, under the sun,
Playing with the birds, having so much fun,
His world was simple, his heart was light,
Moo Deng knew how to make everything right.
Oh Moo Deng, Moo Deng, running through the trees,
Splashing in the water, living wild and free,
With his tiny feet and his curious eyes,
He makes the jungle sing with joy under the skies.
No one could stop him, no one could slow him down,
Moo Deng’s the happiest hippo around,
Through rain and storm, he'd find his way,
With a smile on his face, every single day.
Oh Moo Deng, Moo Deng, running through the trees,
Splashing in the water, living wild and free,
With his tiny feet and his curious eyes,
He makes the jungle sing with joy under the skies.
So if you ever see a pygmy hippo pass by,
Remember Moo Deng