When I was a kid
I was terribly timid
And the cause was as plain as the nose on my head
I was simply ashamed of
the way I appeared
I should have been cheerful
Was woeful instead
You see the root of my shame
Protruded quite flagrantly right from the front of my face
I should have been proud
To stand out in the crowd
But rather felt a disgrace
To escape my dishonor
I'd dream of new schnozzers that I could replace for my own
I should have been glad
For the profile I had
But coveted others unknown
If I were an elephant, went my reverie
I'd carry my cannon with clout
Or if I were a pig or a peccary
I'd bulldoze the forest with my power-packed
snout
If I were a toucan, brilliant and
bold
I'd flash my colors till red seemed
green
If I were a long-proboscised mole
I'd tunnel the dirt till the dirt
was clean
If I were a platypus, shore to shore
I'd pick up treasures with my bill
If I were a croc I'd just open my
door
And food would enter as I lay still
If I were a hornbill I'd holler and
hoot
And annoy the world with my singing
And if I were a mosquito with my
needle-like snoot
I'd wake everyone with my stinging
Ah, but....
Time passes; days go by; reality
hits and those silly dreams die
And as we get older, and a little
more wise
Sooner or later we realize
We're not so bad the way we are
And maybe the others
thought we were the star
So, now I'm proud of my inheritance
I'm content to go swimming in swamps
I'm happy to munch on aquatic plants
I'm not overweight, I'm merely staunch!
I like my short legs and tri-hoofed
feet
And I'm especially proud of my nose
I feel that my stub-tail is really
quite neat
And I'm delighted to have odd-numbered
toes
I even accept the hump on my nape
And have grown to appreciate my uneven
physique
I may have learned my lesson late
But now I'm proud because I'm unique.
Can you guess who I am?
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