The Invincible Concept Cannot Be Drawn Actually
i like it simply
because it is simple
and so we make it as simple
as it should &
must be
more graphical
representation of what
is not yet inconceivable?
an empty page
with definite boundaries
it is a rectangular world
with ballpoint
edges
our thoughts are likened to
boats of old
people who believe that
beyond these
rectangular boundaries
we all
must fall
and eaten
by dragons
raised by the
gods who take
vengeance upon us
and our ancestors
because we are
hardheaded
about what?
they say Here, here,
and then There
but where? and then
they say
the blank page is
actually
an elephant's
pachysandra
where we ride
and that the elephant
is carried by another
elephant and another
elephant
on top of each
other's
innocence
i shake my head
seventy-seven times seven
upon this faulty picture
of a contrived reality
is this the way
to explain that we must
survive
without so many
questions?
i must think
that beyond the four corners
of this rectangular world
are birds with a million wings
and they
are invincible
and we do not know
where they are now
we haven't heard
and so here we are in the
middle of this journey
this falling with no one to
catch us
dreaming of
ocean floors
wishing for the
blue skies
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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And How Did He Put The Elephant In The Refrigerator?
simple enough
he first
finds the door
of the ref
opens it
lifts
the elephant
using his hands
and then
puts the elephant
inside the ref
and then
he finally
closes the
door
that is how
he does it
and everyone
who hears
him says
he is one
mighty right
the next
problem is
how to put
the giraffe
in the ref
and he says
it is very simple
open the ref
take the
elephant out
and then
put the giraffe
and do not
forget
to close the door of the
ref
is it not
that simple?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Waa
Rat was
Play for
Elephant...
Elephant also play
for rat...
Suddenley
Angry mood
Elephant
Told rat
'Go to play for cat'
Ok...
Ok..
Told the rat bite
The elephant leg
And run to run...
With smile...smile...
Very soory
Elephant was cry
With lough for rat...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The Elephant Bar
I have a simple question to ask you
Have you ever been to an Elephant bar?
Oh, you must, because it’s so quaint
One of my favorite restaurants so far
Why, everyone loves the Elephant
The statues in this place are so neat
And the food, oh such food they have
Each morsel is a scrumptious treat
I’ll tell you more about the food
Delicious in both taste and sight
Elephant size portions they advertise
They create meals that are perfectly right
Chicken salad that’s so good for you
They create the perfect blend of flavors
I always eat mine so slowly
Because it’s food that I truly savor
Take time from your busy schedule
No matter where you are
Because you MUST visit a restaurant
That is called The Elephant Bar!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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The Incubus
Who wants a nice white elephant,
Quite fit in wind and limb?
An ornament for any gent
Who can find use for him.
It won't pay us to kill the cuss;
But we can't afford his keep.
Who wants a nice white elephant?
We'll sell or lease him cheap.
Who wants a nice white elephant?
He'd make a lovely pet.
In rich, fat days we loved his way,
But in these times of fret
He's sort of grown too big for us
To fondle, groom and feed.
Who wants a fine white elephant
Of most exclusive breed?
Who wants a nice white elephant?
Of noble lineage he.
His breed is by State Jealousy
Out of Prosperity.
The rich years thro' he grew and grew,
And, ah, we loved him so.
But we can't afford his bed and board,
And we'd like to let him go.
Who'll buy a nice white elephant?
No decent bid refused.
We love him yet, altho' our pet
Has often been abused.
But come on, gents, walk up, walk up.
Our funds, alas, are scant.
Altho' we once were sold a pup
Who'll buy an elephant?
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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For example, after developing a sound similar to an elephant trumpeting, I wrote the song Elephant Talk which gave my elephant sound an appropriate place to live.
quote by Adrian Belew
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Every elephant contains two elephants, one who learns what he's taught and another who insists on ignoring it all.
Jose Saramago in The Elephant's Journey (2008), translated by Margaret Jull Costa
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Elephant On The Telephone
There’s an elephant on the telephone
Who wants to make a trunk call
To the elegant but pleasant gent
That he calls his negligent uncle
Who had forgotten, since he’s not
An elephant with great foresight,
To tie a tight knot upon the spot
In his cotton handkerchief, a fortnight
Ago in November, so he’d remember
That December’s the time for going shopping
For expensive gifts he intends to fit
In the elephant’s huge Christmas stocking.
poem by C. Richard Miles
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Elephant
Hating you is easy
Because I have loved you with equal measure
Known the art of dissapointment when left behind to ponder on a rainy
afternoon
The elephant that's sitting on the sofa in the middle of the room
Today it's me and him you left us long ago
To work out what is left of the happy ever after, not quite so
So I am courteous and polite and give the elephant a drink
From a large red plastic bucket that I filled up at the sink
He tells me in a whisper you've been seeing someone else
And it has been a year or more I been left upon the shelf
Unloved but not lonely I know love's too good to be true
But now i'm talking not ignoring,
The elephant in the room.
poem by Yvette Smith
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An elephant has enormous dung -- don't try to defecate like an elephant. Don't try to wipe someone else's ass if yours is unwiped.
Although he who walks behind an elephant may feel very secure, he is likely to get splattered with elephant dung.
China Chopsticks African Ivory Lust
Chinese will not be happy until the last African
elephant is dead until the last world poached
elephant is dead poacher buyer dealer consumer
until last dropp of profit blood is vein drained
poem by Terence George Craddock
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When an elephant becomes as small as a monkey, it ceases to be an elephant.
No one but YOU...!
No one but only you can
Only you can laugh like an elephant
No one but only you can
Only you can shout like a bull
No one but only you - one and only you
Can dance like a buffalo - no one but you..
When the moon hides in the dark clouds
When the stars go dark dead in the night
No one but only you who can laugh
Laugh like an elephant and shout like a bull
And dance and dance like a buffalo
While the whole world is dark
When the sun forgets to rise in the morning
When the birds cry instead of singing
No one but only you can laugh
Laugh like an elephant and shout like a bull
And dance and dance like a buffalo
While the whole world cry
[This is the fiftieth. It is for you. You know who you are]
poem by Rowving Smith
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An elephant hunter usually gets killed by an elephant.
Jumbo Jet
I saw a little elephant standing in my garden,
I said 'You don't belong in here', he said 'I beg you pardon?',
I said 'This place is England, what are you doing here?',
He said 'Ah, then I must be lost' and then 'Oh dear, oh dear'.
'I should be back in Africa, on Saranghetti's Plain',
'Pray, where is the nearest station where I can catch a train?'.
He caught the bus to Finchley and then to Mincing lane,
And over the Embankment, where he got lost, again.
The police they put him in a cell, but it was far too small,
So they tied him to a lampost and he slept against the wall.
But as the policemen lay sleeping by the twinkling light of dawn,
The lampost and the wall were there, but the elephant was gone!
So if you see an elephant, in a Jumbo Jet,
You can be sure that Africa's the place he's trying to get!
poem by Spike Milligan
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Contrary to popular belief, the most dangerous animal is not the lion or tiger or even the elephant. The most dangerous animal is a shark riding on an elephant, just trampling and eating everything they see.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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At the Zoo
There are lions and roaring tigers,
and enormous camels and things,
There are biffalo-buffalo-bisons,
and a great big bear with wings.
There's a sort of a tiny potamus,
and a tiny nosserus too -
But I gave buns to the elephant
when I went down to the Zoo!
There are badgers and bidgers and bodgers,
and a Super-in-tendent's House,
There are masses of goats, and a Polar,
and different kinds of mouse,
And I think there's a sort of a something
which is called a wallaboo -
But I gave buns to the elephant
when I went down to the Zoo!
If you try to talk to the bison,
he never quite understands;
You can't shake hands with a mingo -
he doesn't like shaking hands.
And lions and roaring tigers
hate saying, "How do you do?" -
But I give buns to the elephant
when I go down to the Zoo!
poem by Alan Alexander Milne
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Ignorance Fuels Merciless Ivory Demand
Chinese middle class economic strong bursts
free of centuries poverty cycles in numbers
several hundred millions Chinese middle class
cannot honour live without new pride status
ivory luxury chopsticks jewelry 70% of Chinese
think are told elephant tusk teeth just fall out
of elephant mouths harvest like apples from trees
ignorance is reason merciless ivory traders can kill?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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To take revenge on an enemy, give him an elephant -- first he must thank you for the gift, and then the elephant's appetite will deplete your enemy's resources.
the Sting
the sting is right there
in the head
the imaginary bee
the lion and the elephant
and the pomegranate seeds
turning into
a hand grenade
it is scary
for the big fish with sharp
razor tooth
swallowed the elephant
that spit the lion
and give you the
necessary injection
and then you sleep and
wake up
without remembering anything
except that pain
in your back.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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