Meg Lealand

(05/05/96 / London)

Mum, There's an Elephant in my Bed...


'Mum, there's an elephant in my bed!
I think it just sat on Teddy's poor head! '
'Come on, don't be silly!
It's probably just Milly!
That cat's a menace! ' My mum said.

'Mum the elephant's eating my sheets!
And that's definately not what Milly eats! '
'Stop telling these lies!
It's proably just mice! '
And this is all that Mum repeats.

'Mum, the elephant's coming downstairs!
I told him you'd be angry, but I don't think he cares! '
'Oh, be quiet Robert! And eat up your lunch! '
She didn't hear the elephant- crunch crunch crunch
As he sat on each of the chairs.

'ELEPHANT! ! ! ' I hear Mum scream,
As she sees him eating all the ice-cream,
And with a burst from his trunk
She looked like she'd been dunked,
On a rapids ride Extreme!

Submitted: Friday, May 29, 2009

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  • Rookie - 124 Points Sidi Mahtrow (5/29/2009 8:12:00 AM)

    What ever do they teach you in school?
    Makes the likes of you such a fool
    To think that an elephant would
    Come in from the wood
    And eat ice cream on a stool.

    Cause everyone knows
    When the trumpet blows
    It will clear out his nose
    And other critters under the bed
    (Which is where he's been hid.)

    No, ice cream is not
    What this animal's got
    At the top of his nutritional list.
    It's small mice and the likes
    That he's wanting for snacks.

    Of course a small boy will do
    After he's had quite a few
    At the pub down the way
    Which is to say,
    He's coming for you.

    An' Mum and he
    Will waltz away
    To the tune that he'll play
    On the horn at the end of his nose
    Cause he's a rhinoceros.

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