Elephant Trunk
Descending out of the grey
Clouds elephant trunk
Twitches away
Hat;
THAT
Was not what I expected,
A
Misdirected
Joke it seemed to me;
'What about a levitation?' I had said,
Preening head for halo,
All alert, combed, sanctified,
I thank Thee, Lord, I am not like other men
WHEN
Descending out of the grey
Clouds elephant trunk....
(and so ad nauseum)
Memories of Helen G
8 months ago
1 comment:
I'm glad that I've found this poem after first hearing at school 62 years ago. I feel so lucky to have had an English master with a sense of humour.
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