[Martin Elster]

Originally Posted by R. S. Gwynn

Whenever you see a rhinoceros
You may ask who it was took your orders
And likely lay blame on the boss or us
Here at Greater Botswana Exporters.

The boss will attempt to dissimulate
And will lay it on us here below him;
His management style doesn't stimulate,
Say we, who don't love him but know him.

You ordered, in fact, hippopatomi--
Not just one but a brace of them, two-ed up.
The error's not here at the bottom; I
Am sure it's the top who has screwed up.

So we're packing them off to you presently
In a crate, both the hippos and boss-man.
We are sure you'll receive them all pleasantly.
It's your gain, and we'll write off the loss, man.

This is absolutely brilliant, Sam.