A stampede of elephants Running through the rooms of my mind As their legless bodies ask "How?"
A toucan flies to rest on a thought With two million and two branches reaching towards my heart. "How many cans can a toucan can if a toucan could can cans?"
Now this monkey must be joking Those are my feelings he's holding. And he continues to toss them about. He peels off the skin and throws it over his shoulder And takes one big bite out of the happiest one.
And this little duck waddles, Left foot, right foot. The left side is fine, but his right Sends a nerve that clenches a fist to a glass window.