AnElephantCant play nicely with ants
Doom and disaster all too quickly beckon
He thinks they are neat
But the size of his feet
Means he can obliterate several zillion in a second
He admires how they transport large objects
Like a flake of his breakfast croissant
They all work together
Make it light as a feather
Though to them it is about a hundred feet long
Their individual strength is impressive
They can lift 17,346 times their own weight
Which if AnElephant could
He’d be like that Atlas dude
And carry the whole world on his shoulders while standing up straight
Ants of course have a few extra legs and things
They are technically known as Hexapods or Hexapeds
They vary in size
Have compound eyes
And wee feeler things called antennae on their heads
They are the ultimate colonialists
They farm plants and have beasties they milk
They support each other
Like sister and brother
And like the old song they are The Folks who Live on the Hill
Now there is one more thing he has to tell you
AnElephANT is not related to ants
Despite his name
They are not quite the same
So he glances askance at the advance of ants who chance to dance and prance in his pants
Brilliant words, so very clever. And regarding an elephant in one’s pants … 🙂 xo
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My dear Penny!!!!!
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🙂 xoxo
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I could have used AnElephant’s big feet a few months ago when ants tried to invade my home.
🙂
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Oh no, RoSy, AnElephant does not ever hurt other beasties.
But he does ask them politely to move elsewhere.
Thank you for your visit.
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Great pace, loved it 🙂
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Great comment, loved it.
Thank you for visiting the Elephant House.
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*indignantly* They are NOT the ultimate Colonialists. I am!
People with ants in their pants are not good to be around.
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Oops, sorry Sir or Madman
And ants with people in their pants are even worse!
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Great piece. Miss you dear friend… xxxx
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AnElephant’s heart soars to see his sweet friend visit.
Been busy, but always thinking of you.
Hugs
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Far out heavy duty
Internal rhyme
On that last verse!
Is AnElephant antsy,
making up for lost time,
Or just un-terse?
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Tu a bien remarqué ma p’tite blague!
Merci
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This poem made me feel a bit itchy, I must say.
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AnElephant suggests you have a good scratch!
But ants are cool dudes.
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(Do you understand how hard it was for me, upon seeing the title of this piece, not to simply comment: “Well, depends how big his trunk is?”
I promise that’s my bit if immaturity out for the day.)
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AnElephant does not understand this comment at all because if he does it means the lovely stripey lady is being a trifle smutty and he is quite sure that cannot possibly be the situation.
But he has a schoolboy snigger just in case!
And, on the off chance you do not notice, he is not too big on maturity.
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