Poetry

[Stallard12]

My father loved 18th and 19th century poetry and instilled the same love in me. However, when he decided to write, he must have had Wingy in mind - what do you think?

 

The elephant is a bird of prey,

It hops from bough to bough,

It feeds its young on half-inch bolts,

And whistles like a cow.

[algy]

Your father must have had a vivid imagination and a great sense of humour. his poem reminds me of the poems Spike Milligan wrote. I bet hw told you some amusing tales when you were a lad. :lol:

[Stallard12]

More grotesque than funny. He was brought up in a 'private school', the Cottage Homes !!!! Not much fun there, I guess you had to develop a sense of humor to survive. Did ok for a self taught man.

[asperity]

I remember a version of this from a book we had in Junior school (50 years ago):

 

The elephant is a bonny bird,

It flits from bough to bough.

It makes its nest in a rhubarb tree

And whistles like a cow.

 

It obviously left an impression on me as I've never forgotten it! :rolleyes:

[Stallard12]

That's about right. Written about sixtyfive years ago.