Is Stanford actually The Magic Hippo, or is it just an amazing combination of events involving jealousy, train track heaven, a belligerent zebra, The Ten Condiments, convict ducks, pygmy elephants, underground trains, angry volcanoes, and delicious melons that make us think so? Is true love at the end of the huff-trek? Is it wrong to steal someone's chutney? The only way to find out is to read The Magic Hippo!
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