Topsy Poem by Ima Ryma

Topsy



Topsy, the elephant, was shown
Within a Coney Island park.
Humans did not like her stressed tone.
Her temperament was much too dark.
Trampled a trainer, the last straw,
Desrved to get the new 'death chair.'
And, oh, such a crowd pleasing draw.
Thomas Edison was brought there.
He had killed dogs and cats for years,
Public execution tests.
But an elephant - that brought cheers,
Of course, for scientific quests.

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Thanks to Edison, Topsy 'fried.'
Edison prospered. Topsy died.
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