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Rated: E · Poetry · Animal · #2137275
A sad elephant has an issue with his trunk.

The elephant in the room today
sits quietly with nothing to say.
He does not speak—there’s no uproar
because his trunk is kinda sore.

The elephant in the living room
is a giant mass of grayish gloom.
I did not know what I should think
because his trunk was on the blink.

I offered him a peanut cluster,
(it was a gesture I could muster.)
But he looked at me, his eyes red
and with a sigh just shook his head.

It appeared his trunk was chaffed all right,
like it had been used to pick a fight.
He eyed me with a sincere frown
to indicate that he was down.

In a flash, I got a jar of balm
for this pachyderm who remained calm.
I smoothed his trunk the best I could
like I was waxing cherrywood.

The elephant in the room, I say
like old Dobie Gray* now drifts away;
and lives today to free his soul
because his trunk has been made whole.


24 Lines
Rhythm: 9-9-8-8
The Daily Poem Contest
10-10-17


*Dobie Gray was an American singer and songwriter, whose musical career spanned soul,
  country, pop, and musical theater.  “Drift Away” was one of his biggest hits (1973):
 
  Give me the beat boys to free my soul,
  I want to get lost in your rock and roll…

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