Thats Not My Elephant

Thats not my Elephant! it just followed me home. I tried to shake it off, but shes like a dog with a bone. So i made her feel welcome with balloons and confetti, filled my pool for a bath and fed her spaghetti. I even gave her a name and christened her Ella, we became the best of friends and lived happily together. Until one day a man from the council came round, "your neighbours are complaining of an Elephant type sound." "You can search high and low, theres no Elephant in my house." He began in the basement, but all he found was a mouse. He then prowled through the bedrooms, even the cupboard under the stairs. "Do you know how big Elephants are, you won`t find one there." Then he walked through the garden, he`d never seen such a sight. "Theres an Elephant in your shed, ill have to read you the bill of rights." Then they took Ella away and she was dumped in the zoo, where snotty nosed 2nd graders call her names and shout Boo! That was my Elephant, but not anymore. I still visit sometimes and we laugh like before.