Tag Archives: humour
The Dragon – Sunday Photo Fiction
AnElephantCant ever be big-headed You never hear him boasting or bragging He can’t flit or fly Like a bird in the sky And he can’t roast chestnuts or potatoes like a dragon This is a weekly invitation to write a … Continue reading
The Cat, the Pigeon and the Porcupine – Sunday Photo Fiction
AnElephantCant resist playing to AnAudience When he last writes a 3-parter folk love it He sees Al’s photo of a wire Sets his sights a bit higher On a balcony quite far above it This is a weekly invitation to … Continue reading
The End – Friday Fictioneers
AnElephantCant worry about inter-planetary invaders He thinks spacemen and such like are daft He tries not to be mean But if they really are green Then AnElephant is just going to laugh Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time. Where … Continue reading
Password Protected Disaster Detected
AnElephantCant possibly remember all the combinations Of numbers and letters that rattle round his befuddled old brain Each new permutation Adds to his frustration He has more passwords than Scotland has drops of rain He needs one to log onto … Continue reading
Un Petit Bisou* From Me to You
AnElephantCant hide his embarrassment He thinks he just had a very close squeak To his great surprise Two friendly French guys Give him a smile and a hug and a kiss on each cheek Now in Scotland this is considered … Continue reading
Hey, You, Giraffe My Cloud
AnElephantCant begin to describe it One of Ma Nature’s strangest and most beautiful creations As tall as a house As quiet as a mouse AnElephant has no rational explanation She is possibly AnElephant’s favourite animal Her height helps her to … Continue reading
AnElephantCant Be A Mere Cat
AnElephantCant see in the dark There is a very good reason for that Though he eats lots of carrots And very few parrots He can’t purr or have whiskers or the night sight of a cat AnElephantCant sit up and … Continue reading
Electric Bagpipes – Friday Fictioneers
AnElephantCant play anything musical He never did earn his symphonic stripes But he is a Scot So he remembers what he is taught And gives you a wee tune on the Electric Bagpipes Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time. … Continue reading
AnElephant Has A Mind of His Own
AnElephantCant stop his mind wandering It just seems to keep happening time after time His words need to be joined Before he misses the point And forgets that each verse has to em what do you call it um oh … Continue reading