An Elephant's Big Room Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

An elephant is said to own
a room inside his funnybone,
it's where his memories are stored
from which he draws when he gets bored.

As elephants are big in size
it does not come as a surprise
that this small room is more a hall
where incidents are standing tall,
anticipating eagerly

in Schadenfreude and with glee,
the time when grudges do converge
and give an elephant the urge
to raise his trunk in agitation,
announcing utter devastation.

You ask what could be done about it
since elephants can't do without it?
I think you could, with the right broom
sweep out the elephant's big room.