Early morning sun was pouring in through their window
the warmth spreading over the beds
keeping the boys drowsy
downstairs the telephong rang
no-one answered it
he crawled out from under the heavy quilted bedspread
his brother had a bedspread with stars all over
celestial-something
too long a word for a five year old to bother with
he went to the phone
picked it up
listened  
did what it the voice had told him
he went to the kitchen
got the bbq fluid and matches
poured it on his brothers bed
went down stairs
watched The Hair Bear Bunch while his brother burned

Once there was a elephant
Who tried to use the telephant-
NO!
NO!
NO!

I mean a elephone-
Who tried to use the telephone-
(Dear me! I’m not certain quite that I even got it right)

Howe’er it was, he got his trunk
Entangled in the telephunk;
The more he tried to get it free,
The louder buzzed the telephee,

I fear that I dropped the song-
Of elepho! and the telephong!