Headed south on I-35 driving home in the middle of the afternoon I saw an elephant one day
Where was he going?
They’d tied him down so he wouldn’t fall
His trunk was lifted high, the wind was blowing
I wondered what he thought that day.
My fly on the dash was all askew, perplexed I’m sure as to why an elephant was on the road
following a red truck
with a white cab and his ears were funny shaped
my fly turned and asked ‘ hey Deb, what the &*%k?
I didn’t know what to say
There’s an elephant on the road this day.