I Gave One Peanut To Many To The Elephant Poem by James McLain

Graceful slinky ever kinky trunk of yours
once picked me up
down flew.

Racing blood foot to head upside down
peanuts run from me to
you now chew.

Enter from the back afront my trunk stays
true to musky scent
of you.

Allowing humor curling lips a smile from
eats that wayward treat hidden
in some soiled pant's
you wear

Telling ears with some hair bracelet circled
wear no nair funky chicken
sprayed in hair
for you.