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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Elephant Gift. upon the elephant rode a boy prince, his royal command, he was there to evince. dark with grace and dripping with youth. bringing his men, his crown and his couth. town after town he strode fierce through the gates. and any detractors were left to cruel fates. and on one windy day, as they strode into town. the faces where tenfold and a hush passed around the grey of the creature with knowing black eyes swayed left towards the crowd as if to capsize. and the mass gasped in horror; bairns seized by their mam. men flung at young ladies, babes pulled from the pram. the bewildered and flustered tired elephant sat. in the center of all on the bald pastors hat. the old pastor looked stunned to see such a disgrace. until he remembered, and composed his face. 'your highness' he bowed. his manners restored. but the poor prince was toppled his mighty seat floored. they gasped for the prince, just really a child dressed in fine silks on this elephant wild. pastor said, 'here now' extending an arm hand wrinkled and gnarled from the land that he farmed. then the guards sprung to life as if sudden awake guns point to the man of whose life they would take. and just as they squinted their eye for the aim a boy sang out sweetly, 'sire he's not to blame!' and the prince from street where he lay in pool held up his hand and recovered his rule. he looked at the crowd and he said 'boy now speak' the boy said, 'prince it is the prayers that you seek. the prayers that you'd visit. the prayers that you'd stay. lord must of heard them and granted this way.' his eyes wide with truth and the love of his church the prince laughed a beautiful belly filled lurch. the carriage was called as the prince shared a feast. and even some water was splashed on the beast. such a good time as he danced and he spun till the horses arrived in the dust of a run. to thank the town and the lovely haired boy the young prince gave up his own precious toy. the beast stays quite put in the center of town... but prayers? Say no more... so the prince won't fall down.
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