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About Elephants

 

An elephant has a very long nose

That’s sometimes used like a powerful hose

And once that trunk has been exerted,

Anyone close may well be squirted.

 

Note this elementary fact:

Eggshells won’t remain intact

If an elephant’s massive legs

Place his feet on a poor bird’s eggs.

 

It’s OK if you feel hesitant

Every time you’re near an elephant.

Watch that trunk – you could be washed!

Mind those feet – you may be squashed!

 

Monty Edwards

Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #26

Monty says: “I didn’t get far with rhymes for the key words, but eventually was able to compose a couple of verses which included all the words and then added a final verse to tie it all together.”

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THE ELEPHANT IN THE FRIDGE

 

There’s an elephant hiding in the fridge?

How can you be so sure?

There are footprints in the margarine

and eggshells on the floor.

 

How did an elephant manage

to get himself inserted?

It must have been a treat to see

the skill that he exerted.

 

Its elementary, my friend,

he slid inside with ease.

He clearly used the margarine

as lubricating grease.

© Allan Cropper
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #

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The Magic Elephant

 

The Bradbury Brothers Big Top

Travelled round from town to town

With all the big attractions

Tigers, tightropes and a clown

 

To keep the patrons interested

They had to keep it new

So they brought a snake and elephant

And bearded lady too

 

But the Strongman pulled a hammie

(He exerted too much force)

And the showgirl broke her leg

When falling from her dancing horse

 

The Bradbury Brothers panicked

The tent was full of angry hicks

They would have to get the elephant

To do some magic tricks

 

Card tricks are elementary

And quite easy to debunk

This trick must be amazing

(And completed with a trunk!)

 

They set up eight big ostrich eggs

With care upon the mat

And gave the giant pachyderm

A wizard wand and hat

 

Then to the crowd’s great wonder

Each egg just sank away

Though it was not a magic elephant

(but a starving snake that day)

 

The only proof of what occurred

For the trick had gone so well

Was a smiling snake contented

Burping out the old egg shells.

Sioban Timmer
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #26

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Nomad

 

A blousy tent

on a slow-go trail

 

A leathery balloon

swaying jungle-free

 

A sail-eared face

playing cascades

 

A house on stilts

trimming waves of air

 

© Katherine Gallagher

(Published in A Trunkful of Elephants, ed. Judith Nicholls, Methuen Children’s Books, 1994)

  • Submitted in response to  Prompt #31

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