by Jean Arp

the elephant is in love with the millimeter

the snail dreams of lunar defeat

its slippers are pallid and drained

like a gun made of Jell-O that’s held by a neodraftee …

the lion sports a mustache that is pure gothic of the flamboyant type

his skin is calm

he laughs like a blot from a bottle of oink

the lobster goes grrr like a gooseberry

he is wise with the savvy of apples

has the bleeding-heart ways of a plum

he is fiendish in sex like a pumpkin

the cow takes a path that’s pathetic

it peters out in a pond of flesh …

the butterfly stuffed is a popover made of papaya

papaya popovers grow into papapapaya papapovers

papapaya papapovers grow into grandpapapaya grandpapapovers …