White Elephants : Animal Poetry

They drink  where nobody wants to go ,

They think what nobody wants to know ,

Into a corner their wires are crossed  ,

But their memory is never lost  .

The ivory hunters may shout ,

Right up the white elephants spout ,

There's no point begging for mercy ,

for who would hear their cry you see .

Only a few who really can't ,

Help to save the white elephant  .

By Paul McCann