Anapestic Terameter Poem: Bobby-McDour.

There was once a big hippo named Bobby-McDour.
He was happy with life but his toast tasted sour.
So he went to the store to ask Joe for some sweets,
But the store had run out, and McDour had no eats.
And when things looked their worst and no food had appeared,
That McDour got some luck from a source something weird.
When the mail came McDour found a pack full of gum,
It might not go with toast, but it's sweet and from mum.