David Crandall Poet Rhyme

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I expected an ant,
something more scant.
Who knew this field
would yield
an elephant?

I admit my heart sunk
when he opened his trunk,
my credulity tested,
when he requested
dibs on the top bunk.

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Gershon Wolf October 4, 2026 at 9:11 PM Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. I don't who's more full of bunk at this point, you or me! ~ Al Eh Fant (P.S. OMG! Please check out my response to your recent comment about visiting Chicago in 1988. It's under my poem on the Sox and Cubs). David Crandall October 5, 2026 at 9:17 AM Haha, certainly, you can't mean to suggest that either one of us might, even occasionally, fail to meet the highest standards of veracity. 😀