Oh, No, That's Not My Elephant
I am the only owner of an elephant in our small town
And I am proud of my Ella elephant with sober nature.
One fine morning I received a call from the town police.
As I entered office, a man was talking to the sergeant.
“You will never believe what has happened, Sergeant!
A truck backed up to my bank, the doors got opened
Out come robbers, leading an elephant out of the truck
The elephant broke through my plate glass window
Stuck his trunk in, and.. and sucked up all the money
Then the gang led the elephant back into the truck
The robbers closed the door and the truck pulled away”
To this sergeant said, “Hm..for identification purpose,
Tell me was that an African elephant or Indian elephant?”
“How can I tell the difference, sir?” asked the manager.
The sergeant said, “The African has big ears, Indian small”
The manager said, “The elephant has stocking over his head”
As sergeant was about to turn to me, some people rushed in
They announced the robbers are caught with the elephant.
The sergeant turned to me and said, “What you have to say?”
He led me outside along with the crowd to see the robbers
There was a truck with the elephant and the robbers on it.
“That’s not my elephant, doesn’t move, It’s mechanical toy.
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July 11, 2014
Form: Free Verse
Dr. Ram Mehta
Second Place Win
Contest: Fable by Leonara
Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2014
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