The bull, tall
big boulder like body
Broad fanlike ears
Whale like eyes
Broom-like tail
Tunnel like trunk
Pipe like tusks
Pillar like legs
Fingers at the nose end
While playing with the soil
Picked up an ant,
Wise and clever,
Which got into the tunnel
And gave a hard bite,
Sending the bull mad.
Off went the bull
Bumped on to an ox
And the ox out of terror
Hit a pillar so hard
That the bull tottering fell.
Oh God! What a fall it was.
The surgeon came with his syringe,
And fifty bottles of glucose
Didn’t lift the beast up.
The ant now free
Gave another happy injection
And all was well with beast.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I am smiling!
Why would I smile at such a story so full of grief and violence? Yet here I am smiling like a loon! Wonderful! Jane

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Love the imagery used in this. You have a very unique way of writing. I like to see that. This was a good write. Keep Writing~~


