The Elegant Elephant
R.

The Elegant Elephant
Dons his top hat
Puts on a tuxedo
Gives his wallet a pat

“Where are the tickets
To the opera?” he thinks

”Are they lost? Are they gone
If they are, well , that stinks”

”They’re at the box office”
Says his wife, heaving sighs

”I knew that, I knew that”
The old elephant lies

His wife says “You’re senile
Or maybe you’re drunk
If it weren’t attached
You’d forget your trunk!”
“How do I look?”

“I think you look fine.”

She gives him a stare.

“I mean, you look simply divine.”

And they had a good time.