ELEPHANT

ELEPHANT

An elephant is sitting on my chest,

It's comfortable there,

I want it anywhere

But have his butt exactly there to rest.

He crushes every silly hope to breathe.

He loves to hear me wheeze,

I cannot even sneeze.

He's chosen me to be his favourite seat.

If you, sweet friends, do know a cozy zoo?

For lazy elephants,

So I can raise my hands

And give my Ventolin a puff or two?

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Poem by Darren White

November 6, 2016