An elephant is said to own <br />a room inside his funnybone, <br />it's where his memories are stored <br />from which he draws when he gets bored. <br /> <br />As elephants are big in size <br />it does not come as a surprise <br />that this small room is more a hall <br />where incidents are standing tall, <br />anticipating eagerly <br /> <br />in Schadenfreude and with glee, <br />the time when grudges do converge <br />and give an elephant the urge <br />to raise his trunk in agitation, <br />announcing utter devastation. <br /> <br />You ask what could be done about it <br />since elephants can't do without it? <br />I think you could, with the right broom <br />sweep out the elephant's big room.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-elephant-s-big-room/
