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I have killed a man
Where to store such a body?
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^ Haiku and therefore art.
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Church bells toll the arrival of death,
And wind-chimes announce the ingress of spring;
But 'tis with most adornèd breath
The elephant touts, his trunk aswing.
Hark! Lo! I hear one right now,
Announcing his coming with fanfare ornate--
No humility, modesty--all ego and show;
No degree in psychology is needed to relate.
This great mammoth has a strange tale indeed,
and he sits down to tell us to our great surprise.
'Listen well,' he began, 'pay attention, take heed,
For never again shall you hear such a tale, I surmise.'
'It was springtime and all was quiet as stone,
When all of a sudden I heard a strange sound.
It was ringing and dinging like a mad telephone,
So I ran and I search for the source all around.
'
Ring
it went, oh where could it be?
Ding
it sang, and finally I found it!
There it sat, quite content, under a tree,
A little round gnome whose name-tag said Schmidt.
' "Mr. Schmidt," I began--he cut me off with a wave,
And continued to ring and to ding as before.
So I sat and I thought, and my thought they were grave,
For 'tis bad luck for an elephant to be put on ignore.
'But wait there I did, and quite quietly too,
Until the small gnome finished his strange symphony.
Then all of a sudden he took off his shoe,
Danced thrice around then threw it at me!
'It's strange indeed what can pass through one's mind
When a shoe is flying straight for his head.
In my case it was a word of the strangest kind:
"Disaccharide"--what it means, I don't know--is all I said.'
With that, his strange tale came to an end;
The elephant rose and thanked all us in turn.
Then he jumped to his feet and--wow!--began to ascend!
Higher and higher, to the point of no return.
There are some say they can still see him in the sky,
Dashing from star to star, his path above the dome.
Perhaps that is true, but I'll know to the day that I die
That somewhere in the forest is a funny shoeless gnome.
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