AnElephantCant say he’s certain
If this question should be discussed with you
Sometimes it‘s not good
It may even be rude
To ask where all the animals pooh
We all know that the woods are a jungle
Where the poor rabbit is used by the bear
Do ducks do it in water
They really shouldn’t oughter
Or do drakes doo doo as they fly through the air
It is bound to be the plan that a kangaroo can
And probably a toucan can too
But what about frogs
Armadillos and hogs
And those upside down things that hang in the zoo
Then there’s Winnie the Bear with Pooh in his name
And Tigger the bouncy striped cat
Does Winnie Pooh Pooh
And Heffalump too
Eeyore hee haw he always asks that
The same question arises with pee-pee
You’d be impressed by a buffalo flow
A pelican can pee
But a pecan can he
Nah he’s a nut so probably no
AnElephantCant pretend he’s an expert
There are creatures he has never knowed
The California Newt
Unless that’s a fruit
And bufo bufo the common toad toad
When AnElephant was just a wee piccolo
He could not have a pet in the house
Not even a dog
So he made a hedgehog
By sticking a thousand toothpicks onto a mouse
There is one beastie that is really scary
It gets AnElephant into a trunk funk
But no need to panic
It is only the manic
Wonderful cheeky fantastic and freaky lovable Kitty DrunkDrunk
I know I left a comment on this………the very first day it appeared. I mentioned KDD. in it.
I returned and it is gone!!
Not making any accusations. lol And knowing my ability to misplace where I do my commenting …….I probably put it off in some Irishman’s blog.
Or maybe I was so inspired by the poohing here that I ran off to make my own Poop Poop a Dooping.
Oh anelephant can’t – you excell yourself. Delightful and fun, the whole shebang! Loved it. 🙂
This is one for the Grandchildren, they’ll love it too! Do you know the children’s book ‘The Great Dog Bottom Swap’? We think it’s hilarious and it might appeal to you too.
On another note entirely – your use of piccolo intrigued me. My brother was born in 1940 and my Dad was away in the war for 5 years. One of his jobs was looking after Italian prisoners of war (I wish I knew more about this) and my Mum used to send photos of my big brother to him. The Italians loved Michael and used to call him Piccolo, a nickname that stuck for as long as Dad was with us. 🙂
A STANDING OVATION FOR YOU!! I love this hysterical poopie poem and K DD has had a gleeful, vaguely psychotic grin on her drunken moosh all day!! Big love to you Elephant!